B12歌词

作曲 : Durk Banks
McLaren Speedtail
Six carats in my ear for detail
I be gettin' all my watches retail
Caught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill
Sold him lean, but Doodie got his refill
I know real killers act like females
All the trenches bitches give me teeth still
How you kill him? Bro, I need the details
Adderall, feel like it’s mixed with B12
You kept tellin' all my secrets, be real
Headshot, stop runnin', be still
I can shake a whole block with these pills
This a striker, I don’t know why you need Ls
Pull up to a whole mosque and pray still
Follow bro car 'cause he got the switch
I don't be poppin' 'cause you died and you diss
Crushin' Perc' inside Sierra Mist
Bitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss
I ain’t puttin’ my name on hits
Why you braggin'? Niggas ain’t kill shit
Hopped out on feet like he ran out of gas
I call him Yeat 'cause he stay with his mask
How you got it, but you stay with your mans?
Legs tatted, had to go get some Vans
Fifteen million cash, that's my advance
**** a opp bitch to get in her head
Think I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man
Think I love her, I’m tryna kill his ass
You a killer? Jam, check his referral
Flawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls
On a date I gotta take her to
These Chanel, these ain't regular pearls
I'm so high off this X pill
I don't give no **** how my ex feel
Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still
Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

Still use cash with the card on file
Check what you drinkin', they water it down
Said what you said, you apart of it now
Chance after chance, I done gave you a pound
Feds on your ass, gotta bury it now
I popped a Addy I barely pronounce
I bought lil' weed and it's barely a ounce
Watch how you speak, you can bury your spouse
Bro, I got Ms and I step on the couch
Ain't got a bond, it got inherit amount
My budget two million, the killers is out
I get my teeth from the Mouth of the South
Got the location, you not in your house
How do it feel to have Glocks in your mouth?
I know you broke 'cause they froze your account
Feel like a goofy promotin' the clown
I told my lawyer I'm sober now
Run up a check 'cause I'm older now
Got who we want, so it's over now
How you slide, but ain't nobody vouch?
Counterfeit money, ain't nobody count
How you think I got two hundred pounds?
Fifties, fifties, fifties, two hundred rounds
Out of jail early, you know that he foul
Nike ski mask to cover the brows
No, I don't pay 'em, I got a couple of styles
I done paid for a couple of trials
I done slaid me a couple of dimes
Callin' now 'cause I ain't **** in a while
I got love for bro, he holdin' me down
Frrt, hold a couple of rounds
Frrt, standin' over him now, yeah
I'm so high off this X pill
I don't give no **** how my ex feel
Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still
Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Durk Banks
[00:01.184]McLaren Speedtail
[00:02.002]Six carats in my ear for detail
[00:03.632]I be gettin' all my watches retail
[00:05.547]Caught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill
[00:07.168]Sold him lean, but Doodie got his refill
[00:09.071]I know real killers act like females
[00:10.936]All the trenches bitches give me teeth still
[00:12.821]How you kill him? Bro, I need the details
[00:14.703]Adderall, feel like it’s mixed with B12
[00:16.328]You kept tellin' all my secrets, be real
[00:18.195]Headshot, stop runnin', be still
[00:20.317]I can shake a whole block with these pills
[00:21.929]This a striker, I don’t know why you need Ls
[00:23.787]Pull up to a whole mosque and pray still
[00:25.677]Follow bro car 'cause he got the switch
[00:27.549]I don't be poppin' 'cause you died and you diss
[00:29.723]Crushin' Perc' inside Sierra Mist
[00:31.615]Bitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss
[00:33.471]I ain’t puttin’ my name on hits
[00:35.348]Why you braggin'? Niggas ain’t kill shit
[00:37.235]Hopped out on feet like he ran out of gas
[00:39.080]I call him Yeat 'cause he stay with his mask
[00:40.971]How you got it, but you stay with your mans?
[00:42.603]Legs tatted, had to go get some Vans
[00:44.451]Fifteen million cash, that's my advance
[00:46.315]**** a opp bitch to get in her head
[00:48.195]Think I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man
[00:50.067]Think I love her, I’m tryna kill his ass
[00:51.906]You a killer? Jam, check his referral
[00:53.782]Flawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls
[00:55.419]On a date I gotta take her to [?]
[00:57.315]These Chanel, these ain't regular pearls
[00:59.466]I'm so high off this X pill
[01:02.419]I don't give no **** how my ex feel
[01:06.191]Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still
[01:09.939]Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah
[01:13.403][Verse 2]
[01:13.677]Still use cash with the card on file
[01:15.536]Check what you drinkin', they water it down
[01:17.147]Said what you said, you apart of it now
[01:19.018]Chance after chance, I done gave you a pound
[01:21.156]Feds on your ass, gotta bury it now
[01:22.759]I popped a Addy I barely pronounce
[01:24.625]I bought lil' weed and it's barely a ounce
[01:26.498]Watch how you speak, you can bury your spouse
[01:28.380]Bro, I got Ms and I step on the couch
[01:30.255]Ain't got a bond, it got inherit amount
[01:32.141]My budget two million, the killers is out
[01:33.997]I get my teeth from the Mouth of the South
[01:35.624]Got the location, you not in your house
[01:37.487]How do it feel to have Glocks in your mouth?
[01:39.359]I know you broke 'cause they froze your account
[01:41.225]Feel like a goofy promotin' the clown
[01:43.086]I told my lawyer I'm sober now
[01:44.962]Run up a check 'cause I'm older now
[01:46.833]Got who we want, so it's over now
[01:48.691]How you slide, but ain't nobody vouch?
[01:50.828]Counterfeit money, ain't nobody count
[01:52.452]How you think I got two hundred pounds?
[01:54.044]Fifties, fifties, fifties, two hundred rounds
[01:55.902]Out of jail early, you know that he foul
[01:57.774]Nike ski mask to cover the brows
[01:59.645]No, I don't pay 'em, I got a couple of styles
[02:01.781]I done paid for a couple of trials
[02:03.378]I done slaid me a couple of dimes
[02:05.241]Callin' now 'cause I ain't **** in a while
[02:07.125]I got love for bro, he holdin' me down
[02:08.998]Frrt, hold a couple of rounds
[02:10.851]Frrt, standin' over him now, yeah
[02:12.736]I'm so high off this X pill
[02:17.261]I don't give no **** how my ex feel
[02:21.028]Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still
[02:24.502]Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah