BMF-Stunna 4 Vegas/Icewear Vezzo

[00:00.000] 作词 : Khalick Antonio Caldwell/Chivez Smith/David Doman/Matteo Varano [00:00.210] 作曲 : Khalick Antonio Caldwell/Chivez Smith/David Doman/Matteo Varano [00:00.421][Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas] [00:06.499](d.a. got that dope) [00:09.749]This shit like BMF [00:13.499]Know YRB in here [00:14.749][Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas] [00:16.249]I jump out, diamonds hit, temper tantrum, throw a fit (Hit, hit, hit) [00:19.624]Move wrong, I let this Draco spit (Boom), take this heart (Boom), blow a kiss [00:23.498]Uh-huh, this shit like BMF, we ain't the ones you should go against (Nigga, I’m YRB) [00:27.328]I get shit out of here (Blatt), you can't even duck if I blow the switch (Get 'em out of here) [00:31.374]Uh, we came with sticks like a Chinese dish [00:33.229]We score like "Swish" so don’t try me, bitch (Huh) [00:35.352]Two Glock twins, look like Siamese twins (Boom, boom, boom, boom) [00:37.171]They know they ****ed up when they let mе in (They ****ed up) [00:39.294]I need a hunnid K times tеn (Racks) [00:41.143]My lil' brother got booked for an M [00:43.276]He went to bid soon as I went big [00:45.141]When he touch, I got paper for him [00:46.994][Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas] [00:47.258]I told the bros I'll make it for them (I'll make it for 'em) [00:49.117]Love to flex like I stay at the gym (I love to—) [00:50.976]Ain't lost a soul, they ain't make an attempt (Uh, no) [00:53.100]Nigga play and he taking a trip (****) [00:54.959]Nigga, I won't slip [00:56.828]I get ’em dipped, I got too much chip [00:58.413]I down a drink, I own too much sip [01:00.536]Uh, I get him stank, he got too much lip (That nigga stank) [01:02.639]Yeah, she let me ****, she got too much ass in the back (Keep goin’, nigga) [01:04.752]When we spot an opp, I bet he have an asthma attack (Get your bitch ass down, nigga) [01:09.506]Uh, she a freak, she like to ride with me with her head in my lap (Eat, eat, eat) [01:12.960]I put shit in motion like the quarterback, I was that guy before I had a sack (Racks) [01:18.699]Uh, these niggas washed like a laundromat (Washed) [01:20.559]Talking 'bout a hundred shots, bitch, we brought more than that (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) [01:22.143]He love to woof on that internet ’til we talk about cash, he ignoring that [01:26.400]Big F&N make him back up, I been broke before but I ain't going back (Uh-uh) [01:30.382]My lil' bros love to act up (Gang), they hit his block in a stolo 'Cat (There you go, there you go) [01:34.110][Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas & Icewear Vezzo] [01:35.167]I jump out, diamonds hit, temper tantrum, throw a fit (Hit, hit, hit) [01:38.357]Move wrong, I let this Draco spit (Boom), take this heart (Boom), blow a kiss [01:42.075]Uh-huh, this shit like BMF, we ain’t the ones you should go against (Nigga, I'm YRB) [01:46.057]I get shit out of here (Blatt), you can't even duck if I blow the switch (Get 'em out of here) [01:50.303]Uh, we came with sticks like a Chinese dish [01:52.162]We score like "Swish" so don't try me, bitch (Huh) [01:54.022]Two Glock twins, look like Siamese twins (Boom, boom, boom, boom) [01:56.155]They know they ****ed up when they let me in (They ****ed up) [01:58.258]I need a hunnid K times ten (Racks, phew) [01:59.853]My lil' brother got booked for an M (Phew) [02:01.976]He went to bid soon as I went big (Yeah, Drank God) [02:03.835]When he touch, I got paper for him (Yeah) [02:05.694][Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo] [02:05.953]Goofy-ass nigga want smoke, run past [02:07.817]We blow shit, got F&N in my coat (Bah, bah, bah) [02:09.950]Slidin', opps be hidin' (Yeah, yeah), pull up to the crib where Drac' shoot shit through the door [02:13.922]Real Drac' man, two hunnid on the Patek, off lean, lil' nigga, a wrist full of snow [02:17.651]Brick full of coke (Yeah), sell pills and the K got a Glock 19 with a switch and a scope [02:21.369]Tweak off a bar (Hmm), Lambo' fast, them 7.62s don't leap in the car (Skrrt) [02:25.615]Chopper on the seat (Yeah), flex like Meech, get shot in the street if you think you Lamar (Pussy) [02:29.607]**** them niggas, rich-ass side, we ain't lacking no shows, snuck heat in the party [02:34.088]Chain so bright (Yeah), shine like a light, make it close your eyes, niggas thinking it's dark [02:37.277]Me and young Stunna, we don't count racks, count hunnids (Why racks?) [02:40.183]AR-15 like thunder (Bah, bah), traphouse jumping (What?) [02:42.316]I be in the crack house pumping, big Glock, they ain't eating off nothing [02:45.231]Whole watch froze (Yeah), slide through the six, thirty rounds in the clip, did a whole block tote (Did a whole hood—) [02:49.214]These hoes be choosy (Hmm), thinking we going, you stupid [02:51.875]Leave a nigga ho, drop forty, nigga (Pussy)