We were already checkin' out though
Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
Chill aight, chill aight?
Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
**** what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it
Masked up with all my villains
Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in
Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches
Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant
Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny
Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy
Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie
I've been screamin, “4TS,” but still rock with my coolish guys
We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up
We got all the switches and ‘em forty-fives, hella guns
My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
Like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:02.9]We were already checkin' out though
[00:02.44]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
[00:05.43]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
[00:08.3]Chill aight, chill aight?
[00:09.60][Chorus]
[00:09.87]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[00:18.53]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[00:21.38]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[00:24.21]**** what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
[00:30.22]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[00:32.50][Verse 1]
[00:38.25]Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it
[00:42.35]Masked up with all my villains
[00:44.4]Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in
[00:46.90]Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches
[00:49.66]Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant
[00:52.37]Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny
[00:55.20][Chorus]
[00:55.49]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[01:03.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[01:06.40]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[01:09.13]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
[01:14.90]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[01:17.36][Verse 2]
[01:17.75]I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy
[01:20.21]Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie
[01:25.84]I've been screamin, “4TS,” but still rock with my coolish guys
[01:28.80]We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up
[01:31.69]We got all the switches and ‘em forty-fives, hella guns
[01:37.15]My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
[01:39.61][Chorus]
[01:39.90]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[01:48.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[01:51.21]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[01:53.81]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
[01:59.74]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[02:02.69][Outro]
[02:03.15]Like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
We were already checkin' out though
Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
Chill aight, chill aight?
Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
**** what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it
Masked up with all my villains
Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in
Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches
Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant
Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny
Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy
Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie
I've been screamin, “4TS,” but still rock with my coolish guys
We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up
We got all the switches and ‘em forty-fives, hella guns
My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
Like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:02.9]We were already checkin' out though
[00:02.44]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
[00:05.43]Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
[00:08.3]Chill aight, chill aight?
[00:09.60][Chorus]
[00:09.87]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[00:18.53]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[00:21.38]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[00:24.21]**** what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
[00:30.22]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[00:32.50][Verse 1]
[00:38.25]Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it
[00:42.35]Masked up with all my villains
[00:44.4]Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in
[00:46.90]Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches
[00:49.66]Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant
[00:52.37]Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny
[00:55.20][Chorus]
[00:55.49]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[01:03.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[01:06.40]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[01:09.13]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
[01:14.90]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[01:17.36][Verse 2]
[01:17.75]I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy
[01:20.21]Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie
[01:25.84]I've been screamin, “4TS,” but still rock with my coolish guys
[01:28.80]We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up
[01:31.69]We got all the switches and ‘em forty-fives, hella guns
[01:37.15]My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
[01:39.61][Chorus]
[01:39.90]Uh, like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
[01:48.37]They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
[01:51.21]Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
[01:53.81]**** what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain
[01:59.74]Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
[02:02.69][Outro]
[02:03.15]Like **** 12, I ain't givin' no names
Uh, uh, uh (Shoutout to Shawn2Krazy)
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
When they ask me how I been, I say I'm feeling fine
Deep inside, I'm still losing my mind
Back to...
Hm-mmm
If I die young
Hmm-uh-uh
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in a river at dawn and
Send me away to the soun...
Re’d-up I might hit the plug I need all wock, Drink up
She just tryna lick me cause my ice like its Rita’s
He know that she wit me cause it’s finders ...
(Shoutout to Shaun2Krazy!)
Too high on Promethazine right now, I just might crash (I wonder why)
He know the day he run into me might be his last (B...
Why'd you just turn on me? You remind it
Why'd you just turn on me? You remind it (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
Why'd you just turn on me? You remind it
Why'd you ju...
Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist
All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
Stand in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
Till I...
Back to back dates girl do you miss me when I'm gone
Just been busy and alone
Times I wish you would just hit me come along
Go get dressed and call m...
Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points
In my eyes, you see that blood in them
You can't see no love in them
He can't sleep for weeks, his stomach ...