Transcript · English
Lyrics exploring themes of violence and drugs
Yeah, I'm twerking off the meds. Yeah, I'm tweaking, fuck nigga, I can't feel
my head. Yeah, we shot him when I pulled up, pulling up with hell.
I-I-I get some money when I jump out of my bed.
Hop out on a nigga, he dead. Fuck a hoe, bitch, I bought me a London Ave red.
You niggas wifey with the feds. I got me a Drac' and it cost me an arm
and a leg.
You niggas not getting no bread. I look at my future
and I'm seeing money ahead.
Your nigga talking, now he dead. I still wanna shoot it up, come
and just shoot
your ass dead.
Yeah, I'm tweaking off the meds. Yeah, I'm tweaking, fuck nigga, I can't feel
my head. Yeah, we shot him when I pulled up, pulling up with
hell. I-I-I get some money when I jump out of my bed.
Hop out on a nigga, he dead. Fuck a hoe, bitch, I bought me a London Ave red.
You niggas wifey with the feds. I got me a Drac' and it cost me an arm
and a leg.
You niggas not getting no bread. I look at my future
and I'm seeing money ahead.
Your nigga talking, now he dead. I still wanna shoot it up, come
and just shoot
your ass dead. Yeah, yeah. My nigga saw him, he gave way.
I hit the play, tryna make it red. He tried to run down on me,
he get put in a bag.
My runners, they runnin' that lap.
I'm sippin' on chassis and now I roll up the Blap.
Your nigga a fuck, he stay back.
And I been doing this, I can never go back. AK got blowback.
Semi-chops, nigga, like it's payback. In your bitch, she gon' sit on my lap.
Hold on, nigga, you cannot do that. And then I'm not smoking on no fat.
I'm getting money, bitch, you know that. Shorty on me and she too mad.
I'm on the road, I can never go back, back.
Yeah, I'm tweaking off the meds. Yeah, I'm tweaking, fuck nigga, I can't feel
my head. Yeah, we shot him when I pulled up, pulling up with
hell. I-I-I get some money when I jump out of my bed.
Hop out on a nigga, he dead. Fuck a hoe, bitch, I bought me a London Ave red.
You niggas wifey with the feds. I got me a Drac' and it cost me an arm
and a leg.
You niggas not getting no bread. I look at my future
and I'm seeing money ahead.
Your nigga talking, now he dead. I still wanna shoot it up, come
and just shoot
your ass dead.
End of transcript · 463 words · machine translated