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演唱：Smiley(斯麦丽)、Pressa38 (feat. Pressa) - Smiley/Pressa
Lyrics by：Alexandre Morand/Brytavious Chambers/Q. Gardner
Tay Keith f**k these n***as up
I keep a Glock a 38 uh
I keep a Glock a 38 uh
I keep a Glock a 38 uh
I keep a Glock yeah uh
I keep a Glock a 38
I bought a brick I'm in the trap but only came with 28 grams total
B***h I feel like Jessie James
My mind is steady trippin' hope this w**d will eat my brain
B***h I hope it stimulate my brain
T Dub in the cut I call him mister getaway
My crodie buss an AP but I told 'em show a plane
'Cause it's plane jane sky-dweller ran up twenty k n***a
We kick your door n***a everybody on the floor n***a
Boy if you trappin' in this b***h answer your phone n***a
Catch me with 35 see crodie he a known hitter
I was out there trappin' all night came home to cold dinners
I was out there ballin' all night no one to coach me
My junkie fiendin' all night gave him a bogie
Jumped in the stoley crodie went got a trophy
So shoutout crodie 'cause half of these n***as got cold feet
I was trappin' by Troby's started with an OZ
My b***h caught me cheatin' had to blame it on the brodie
Losin' friends findin' peace s**t gettin' lonely
Buy or Bye loadin' I'm still here recordin'
They gotta be jokin' I'm on beats floatin'
I'm over here explodin' we over here explorin'
Took her on the P J had her wearin' PJ's
F**ked her on my B-day MK on the three-way
She wanna come the live way I'm tired f**ked her sideways
She gonna be my side b***h this molly got me high pitched
Shooters in the next whip called but I missed it
Bro said I'm gifted he fell off yeah he drifted
She know I'm on a mission I can't explain the vision
She wanna wear Christian I miss my brother Tristian
She wanna be my vixen I f**ked it then I dissed it yeah
She wanna suck on Kill means she a groupie
And it was me that filmed that b***h like I'm Omji
And my money only clean once in the laundry
Draco got a fat a*s clip call it Cardi
Bro-Bro in the cut and he bring it in the party
I f**k with her she think she grown yeah
My brother son is like my own gang huh
Watch your mouth watch your tone b***h huh
She f**k me with she want a loan yeah
I get her wet I bring her on roads
My fiends high just like a drone huh
My glizzy yell it doesn't moan no
I love my gang I love my bros yeah
I love designer love my loafs
It's me and Pressa she wanna chill huh
Pour up my cup I like it filled yeah
They do it solo don't need a pill
Lyrics by：Alexandre Morand/Brytavious Chambers/Q. Gardner
Tay Keith f**k these n***as up
I keep a Glock a 38 uh
I keep a Glock a 38 uh
I keep a Glock a 38 uh
I keep a Glock yeah uh
I keep a Glock a 38
I bought a brick I'm in the trap but only came with 28 grams total
B***h I feel like Jessie James
My mind is steady trippin' hope this w**d will eat my brain
B***h I hope it stimulate my brain
T Dub in the cut I call him mister getaway
My crodie buss an AP but I told 'em show a plane
'Cause it's plane jane sky-dweller ran up twenty k n***a
We kick your door n***a everybody on the floor n***a
Boy if you trappin' in this b***h answer your phone n***a
Catch me with 35 see crodie he a known hitter
I was out there trappin' all night came home to cold dinners
I was out there ballin' all night no one to coach me
My junkie fiendin' all night gave him a bogie
Jumped in the stoley crodie went got a trophy
So shoutout crodie 'cause half of these n***as got cold feet
I was trappin' by Troby's started with an OZ
My b***h caught me cheatin' had to blame it on the brodie
Losin' friends findin' peace s**t gettin' lonely
Buy or Bye loadin' I'm still here recordin'
They gotta be jokin' I'm on beats floatin'
I'm over here explodin' we over here explorin'
Took her on the P J had her wearin' PJ's
F**ked her on my B-day MK on the three-way
She wanna come the live way I'm tired f**ked her sideways
She gonna be my side b***h this molly got me high pitched
Shooters in the next whip called but I missed it
Bro said I'm gifted he fell off yeah he drifted
She know I'm on a mission I can't explain the vision
She wanna wear Christian I miss my brother Tristian
She wanna be my vixen I f**ked it then I dissed it yeah
She wanna suck on Kill means she a groupie
And it was me that filmed that b***h like I'm Omji
And my money only clean once in the laundry
Draco got a fat a*s clip call it Cardi
Bro-Bro in the cut and he bring it in the party
I f**k with her she think she grown yeah
My brother son is like my own gang huh
Watch your mouth watch your tone b***h huh
She f**k me with she want a loan yeah
I get her wet I bring her on roads
My fiends high just like a drone huh
My glizzy yell it doesn't moan no
I love my gang I love my bros yeah
I love designer love my loafs
It's me and Pressa she wanna chill huh
Pour up my cup I like it filled yeah
They do it solo don't need a pill