[00:00.000] 作词 : Bashar Jackson
[00:00.460] 作曲 : Bashar Jackson/Yosief Tafari
[00:00.921]Traphouse Mob
[00:03.890]Yoz, what you tellin' me? (Yeah)
[00:06.069]What you tellin' me? Yeah
[00:09.884]I got Snacks to the right of me
[00:11.489]I got Mikey to the left of me, huh, wait
[00:16.289]Woo
[00:19.093]Look, look
[00:21.729]Ayy, what up?
[00:22.667]Hold on, what they talkin' 'bout? Hey, what them folks talkin' 'bout?
[00:25.465]Huh, look, huh
[00:26.451]Buddy gon' grrt that, grrt that, brrt that, brrt that
[00:28.645]Send shots, make 'em get back
[00:29.867]All that chit-chat, chit-chat, riff-raff, riff-raff
[00:32.117]My n*ggas ain't into that
[00:33.393]N*gga be talkin' hot, but he ain't on sh*t (Woo)
[00:35.008]I got like fifty rounds up in this clip
[00:36.491]If I go to jail, n*gga, I'll plead the Fifth (Uh?)
[00:38.282]'Cause mommy still gon' love her kid
[00:40.091]N*ggas tryna lock me up and give me a bid, huh?
[00:41.879]I'm like n*gga, f*ck the pigs
[00:43.590]The judge like, "Why you actin' like a d*ck?"
[00:45.093]I said, "I'm movin' like I'm Steven Vic"
[00:46.632]My lawyer like, "Poppy, why you brazen?"
[00:48.307]I said, "I pop a Perc' and feel amazin'"
[00:50.043]I shoot for the stars, I'm a foundation, huh
[00:51.842]Look at the money I'm raisin'
[00:53.545]She wanna f*ck, hold on
[00:54.845]She snuck in the book, have her wait for arraignment
[00:56.874]She get d*ck and edible arrangements
[00:58.696]That's the only form of payment
[01:00.260]Shawty a snack
[01:01.375]And after I snack, I'ma blow out her back
[01:03.475]She like, "Poppy, you so crazy," huh
[01:05.134]I told her, "Wine on me, baby" (Woah)
[01:07.002]She want a star
[01:08.241]She wanna f*ck 'cause she know who we are
[01:09.675]These hoes be dirty, ain't hittin' 'em raw
[01:11.290]When it come to hoes, I got b*tches galore (Grrt)
[01:13.808]She wanna grip that, lick that, ask where the stick at
[01:16.075]Freak b*tch put my d*ck where her lips at (Woo)
[01:17.758]She goin' all gas, no chit-chat (Ayy)
[01:19.426]She goin' all gas, no chit-chat
[01:21.166]Ayy, bah-bah-ba-bum (Bum)
[01:22.558]Here come that boy with the drum (Woo)
[01:24.025]If I pull it out, then that boy gonna run (Brrt, brrt)
[01:25.606]If he want the smoke, knock the beef out his bun, ayy
[01:27.683]I go dumb, dumb, dumb (Go dumb)
[01:29.280]Air it out, leave him slump-slump-slumped (Baow)
[01:30.807]F*ck what they say, they know that I'm gucci
[01:32.790]Pull up with a pump-pump-pump (Pop, pop, pop)