Grandparents
制作人 : Holy/bloublood
Yeah I'm bangin' red
But my beat came from Bloublood
You know what I'm sayin'
I ain't sparin' none of these people
I'll leave it up to my wrist
Glock got a drum rockin' out like the Beatles
You ain't takin' losses I ain't takin' none either
Pretty lil' b***h yeah I turn her to a skeeter
Four lines left pour it in a two-liter
Yeah I hit a lick just call me Derek Jeter
Yeah this ho suck the drip up mosquito
And I'm stuffin' all these bands in my pants man
Yeah this money growin' old like grandparents
Outside white
But the inside cranberry
Hey
I'll make a way no Harriet Tubman
Hey
I ain't doin' favors for a motherf**kin' lame
Presidential Rollie yeah I had to rock it plain
Yeah I went Panamera roof on the whip
To make sure I see the stars in the rain
You can do what you do
But you know you can't tame me
It get aired out broad day
But you know they ain't tellin' names man
Yeah when the pressure on send them young n***as chop it down every day man
I wan' see somebody head on the curtain
I wan' see somebody dead in they vert
Hit the Aventador with them 7 62s can't go nowhere
Yeah please stop playin' with Keed just know that I go there
I seen a lot of s**t n***as ain't never seen they'll never go there
You can f**k my baby mama I ain't trippin' I never put a ring on her
Yeah when I take off and de'm goin' where my dreams at yeah
I never speak on what I know n***a 'cause I'm real yeah yeah
Yeah all-gold Bentley truck never drive the army Range no
I ain't sparin' none of these people
I'll leave it up to my wrist
Glock got a drum rockin' out like the Beatles
You ain't takin' losses I ain't takin' none either
Pretty lil' b***h yeah I turn her to a skeeter
Four lines left pour it in a two-liter
Yeah I hit a lick just call me Derek Jeter
Yeah this ho suck the drip up mosquito
And I'm stuffin' all these bands in my pants man
Yeah this money growin' old like grandparents
Outside white
But the inside cranberry
Hey
I'll make a way no Harriet Tubman
Hey
I ain't doin' favors for a motherf**kin' lame
Hell yeah yeah when I pull up in the building
I got rings in my nose I got rings in my face
Hell yeah yeah yeah the spider web talkin'
Yeah I know that I'm straight yeah I know that I'm great
Hell yeah yeah when I get the meals in
Yeah I'm scrapin' on the side yeah I'm scrapin' off the plate
Gotta stay good with it
Gotta put the bands on my mama so she good livin'
Leave a n***a dead shoulda woulda
But I could do it
I tend to boss up when it's time for it man I gotta win a prize
Gotta go get it for her baby name gotta make sure that I grind
I never lost gotta see what goin' on gotta see these numbers climb
Gotta keep a hundred-fifty on me gotta keep a couple dimes
I put the lights out when it's night time okay
Yeah I'm determined got ambition on me tryna make a way
Think a n***a slippin' I'll go'n get to trippin' go 'head get a case
Ride with FN's Dracos
And AKs
I ain't sparin' none of these people
I'll leave it up to my wrist
Glock got a drum rockin' out like the Beatles
You ain't takin' losses I ain't takin' none either
Pretty lil' b***h yeah I turn her to a skeeter
Four lines left pour it in a two-liter
Yeah I hit a lick just call me Derek Jeter
Yeah this ho suck the drip up mosquito
And I'm stuffin' all these bands in my pants man
Yeah this money growin' old like grandparents
Outside white
But the inside cranberry
Hey
I'll make a way no Harriet Tubman
Hey
I ain't doin' favors for a motherf**kin' lame
混音助理 : Aresh Banaji
混音工程师 : A. "Bainz" Bains
录音工程师 : DUB
母带工程师 : Joe LaPorta