作词 : Angela Mace
作曲 : Angela Mace
Hook:
Tell the boy stop bitchin
We got 44 corn no kitchen
Made your homie go missing
Nah boy don't go start snitching
I got a 150k
But I don't show it off
My homies got k
Cause he just blow it off
That's the 89 way
We can't slow it off
All the girls say hey
We like walk it off
Verse 1:
Bujj blending black like china
The cats I got they not minor
Ching his eye like eyeliner
Getting rocks just like a miner
E and C be getting finer
Got 2 M's no Einsteiner
Serving shit up like a diner
And we air it out like a biner
Nitties walk in I'm like that's my profit
Whip up that bujj see the money sky rocket
Don't work for anyone went in my pocket
89 our bando we don't lock it
120k my homie slapped it on his wrist
That's a rollie
Went there and slapped it took a risk
Roley poley
Feeling good lemme frisk
Get showy
I get a man airlift
Ask my homie
That's a wasteboy
He don't pop pills come get a tasteboy
Lemme pour up some lean it ain't lacedboy
You say we got beef so come faceboy
Hook:
Tell the boy stop bitchin
We got 44 corn no kitchen
Made your homie go missing
Nah boy don't go start snitching
I got a 150k
But I don't show it off
My homies got k
Cause he just blow it off
That's the 89 way
We can't slow it off
All the girls say hey
We like walk it off
Verse 2:
Pause power in the whip check horse
If the Nitties die that's no remorse
Gotta do what I want imma use force
Gotta make them Racks I'm like of course
Gotta use that force so I keep a forty four
Man I love to ride just like a whore
I got him down all I do is bore
Whipping bujj's like a daily chore
作词 : Angela Mace
作曲 : Angela Mace
Hook:
Tell the boy stop bitchin
We got 44 corn no kitchen
Made your homie go missing
Nah boy don't go start snitching
I got a 150k
But I don't show it off
My homies got k
Cause he just blow it off
That's the 89 way
We can't slow it off
All the girls say hey
We like walk it off
Verse 1:
Bujj blending black like china
The cats I got they not minor
Ching his eye like eyeliner
Getting rocks just like a miner
E and C be getting finer
Got 2 M's no Einsteiner
Serving shit up like a diner
And we air it out like a biner
Nitties walk in I'm like that's my profit
Whip up that bujj see the money sky rocket
Don't work for anyone went in my pocket
89 our bando we don't lock it
120k my homie slapped it on his wrist
That's a rollie
Went there and slapped it took a risk
Roley poley
Feeling good lemme frisk
Get showy
I get a man airlift
Ask my homie
That's a wasteboy
He don't pop pills come get a tasteboy
Lemme pour up some lean it ain't lacedboy
You say we got beef so come faceboy
Hook:
Tell the boy stop bitchin
We got 44 corn no kitchen
Made your homie go missing
Nah boy don't go start snitching
I got a 150k
But I don't show it off
My homies got k
Cause he just blow it off
That's the 89 way
We can't slow it off
All the girls say hey
We like walk it off
Verse 2:
Pause power in the whip check horse
If the Nitties die that's no remorse
Gotta do what I want imma use force
Gotta make them Racks I'm like of course
Gotta use that force so I keep a forty four
Man I love to ride just like a whore
I got him down all I do is bore
Whipping bujj's like a daily chore