[00:00.000] 作词 : Jayceon Taylor/Cash Jones
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jayceon Taylor/Cash Jones
[00:10.467]The bullet comes out of his head back in the Draco
[00:12.849]I moonwalk back to the car, gun on my waist
[00:15.363]Take the ski mask off of my face, blunt flies back in the trunk
[00:18.330]Between my index and my middle finger, it's stuck
[00:20.656]Inhale the smoke, take a puff
[00:23.173]Drivin' in reverse, proceed to light it up
[00:25.547]'Matic, still Nas too, listenin'
[00:27.440]It's me and the opp, gets further in distance, hand on my watch
[00:30.588]Movin' backwards, the Chronic jumps out the back wood
[00:33.206]As the leaf waits for the guts and rolls itself back up
[00:35.807]Text from a nigga sayin', 'Eat too goin' still'
[00:38.333]Put my phone back in my pocket, took my knee off the wheel
[00:40.877]Hand on my wheel, my car in drive, foot on the gas
[00:43.289]Up the freeway ramp, adjust the rearview and look at my past
[00:45.890]Speed goin' back up on the dash as I listen to Hill, Lauryn, and uncrumble all of this hash
[00:50.911]Back in the carpool, flippin' off 12
[00:52.975]The window rolls down and in comes pistachio shells
[00:56.082]Cutie smilin' at me, I unthrew up the deuce
[00:58.648]Triple one-two, three-one-three, three-one-two
[01:01.531]On the side of a purple Maserati, wonder if she got a body up
[01:04.809]Or should I think I? It's a hottie
[01:06.374]Goin' down on the up ramp, creep slow, back to the light
[01:09.295]I'ma kill 'em 'fore the end of the night
[01:11.398]Talkin' on my burner cell like, "At he where?"
[01:13.959]Back into a parkin' spot, handicap in the mirror
[01:16.600]Car door opens, my nigga out yells, 'Woo-Su'
[01:18.942]Windows roll up, I'm thinkin' to myself, 'Who these niggas in this coupe?'
[01:22.195]Back in the store, woods back in my hand
[01:24.164]Sit 'em on the counter as he hands me back my Benz
[01:26.556]And says, 'Nigga my, you thank,' I pass him a coke can
[01:29.336]10,000 goes back in my pocket in rubber bands
[01:31.889]Back to the whip in rewind, back to the spot
[01:34.310]Walkin' up the stairs backwards, the clip comes outta the Glock
[01:37.667]The key goes back in the lock
[01:39.446]I walk in facin' out, take my shoes off and fall on the couch
[01:42.526]This b***h takes my d**k out of her mouth
[01:44.711]Stands back up and tells me what her day was about
[01:46.965]We hug as her clothes fly up to her hands, lip singin' B Cardi while she dance
[01:52.015]Tapes Bundy Ted, credits roll down, chill and Netflix
[01:54.811]As I unfasten the latch on my cuban link necklace
[01:57.596]She gave me a second hug for the first time
[01:59.740]Walks outta the door back in the Uber as I'm cleanin' my .9
[02:02.859]I sit it down right next to my phone
[02:04.857]Go back to sleep and undream about Rihanna runnin' 'round in a thong
[02:07.996]Woke up tired and went back to the booth
[02:09.973]Sample God's Sons, rewind it and wrote it backwards to a loop
[02:13.242]Listen up gangsters and honeys with your hair done
[02:15.364]Pull up a chair, hon', and put it in the air, son
[02:18.206]Dawg, whatever they call you, God, just listen
[02:20.545]I spit a story backwards, it starts at the endin'