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作詞:Tristan Grant
作曲:Dillon Augustine
Down and out shut your flap
Drip like the water bottle with no cap
Real talk, witches in back still cackling
Tick tock time unraveling ( Trouble)
In it like pea to a pod
Wolfgang Amadeus rolling on the floor
Control the room like he control the art
Got many problems where do I start
T to the rest of my name (Ristan)
Tipping like an iceberg ripping,
Saw-blade cutting,
Lumberjack smack you with a tree,
Dumb but I got my degree, (yeah)
Flip the beat give you vertigo turn a new leaf
Rogue monk meditating for some inner peace
Working till limbs like a mummy,
Crumble in the tomb of a stranger, dummy,
Make the team go woop!
I got the sauce, i'm on the loose
You got the tunes, we got the juice,
Half-court shot like my flow in the booth,
Make the team go woop!
Woop, woop, woop,
At the powwow team go woop!
Woop, woop, woop,
Foaming at the mouth like a rez dog
Hands off, keep your distance when we go off
Oh lord got red like its blood loss
Blow up, speakers busting out the four door
Okay imma live till Im a hundred and four
Ulgimoo ruling by the shore
Seeing fish -eye like this shit is go-pro
Deep into the reef like my name Nemo
Deadliest flow
It gets ugly a phantom
I throw a tantrum,
I cannot handle the power invested in me
I try to run but Im lost in my feet
Go through the maze all the walls are Gouchie
That aint a treat, no Halloween
Dont lose the focus we all tryna eat,
Rising for natives we came from the deep,
I just wanna chill on the back of the truck bed
Rolling thru the rez with my woes erupting,
How yall function, y'all corrupted
Oh contraire my friend u stunting
You stupid!
We just fine, we alright
We dont need your help man rolling through the night
Alright okay lets go
Make the team go woop!
I got the sauce, i'm on the loose
You got the tunes, we got the juice,
Half-court shot like my flow in the booth,
Make the team go woop!
Woop , woop, woop,
At the powwow team go woop!
Woop, woop, woop,