- Lil Keed Tighten Up 歌词
- Lil Keed
- 制作人 : John Lam/bloublood/Ferno
(Yeah, I'm banging red, but my beat came from Bloublood)
Yeah
Feelin' like BSlime, livin' like DaBaby
Long live Hot, long live BJ
Long live Big Boo, yeah, King Rock crew
(Ferno, you spazzin')
Slatt business
Had to karate the chop top
Get it for the low, what did it cost y'all?
I just been steppin' in CC
I rock with the 6, man, I'm hangin' with Yung Mal
***** better not talk 'bout slime
We killin' your partner, your mama,
Just watch your mouth (Ayy, pull up, Lam)
***** be poppin', poppin' 'bout the slime
Then hood baby, we knock ya socks off (What?)
What? What?
The Rollie watch, I had to bust it
***** follow me, I had to clutch it
Yeah, my shooters shoot sticks, yeah, they get a rush
Double twins on it, in the cup, ice crushed
I might get geeked up by the bunch
Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dusty
Whole lot of bands, tell a ***** tighten up
Wide body, wide body swerves in the trenches
So many hoes havin' me in they mentions
Nah, I'm no cap, get you slimed like Grinch
.223 sit 'em down like a bench
Brick status, shawty, I stay with a *****
Stick active, yeah, who tryna get hit?
StickBaby whackin' everythin', *****
YSL lifestyle, I can't switch, ooh
No small car, got it big body, *****
If she starstruck, it ain't me, it's the wrist
Had to invest on my name and the kid
Yeah, **** quarantine and COVID
'Cause it slowed the money down
With the shows
Now I gotta hit up a bowl
I need that bread by a loaf
Pay for the nails and the toes
In that big granddaddy Rolls
I'ma go whip out a whole load
Gat, yeah, it's black like Django
These *****s cap like a Kangol
Nah, I ain't scared, we don't tiptoe
Had to karate the chop top
Get it for the low, what did it cost y'all?
I just been steppin' in CC
I rock with the 6, man, I'm hangin' with Yung Mal
***** better not talk 'bout slime
We killin' your partner, your mama, just watch your mouth
***** be poppin', poppin' 'bout the slime
Then hood baby, we knock ya socks off (What?)
What? What?
The Rollie watch, I had to bust it
***** follow me, I had to clutch it
Yeah, my shooters shoot sticks, yeah, they get a rush
Double twins on it, in the cup, ice crushed
I might get geeked up by the bunch
Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dusty
Whole lot of bands, tell a ***** tighten up
My money green, ain't talkin' relish, ooh
Chopper hit his head and belly, ooh
Catchin' action just like Tom Cruise
Her ***** wet and warm, jacuzzi (Hey)
Spendin', now I'm spendin' like they dead next week (Hey)
Gotta treat my number one like a trophy (Hey)
Her brother drinkin' lean and he 'bout to OD (Hey)
But he got so much love for codeine
Hey, oh (Woo)
I ain't stand you *****s, I'm all by my lonely
Chrome Heart the glasses, my chain snowconin'
Long **** on the strap like a Coney
Had to stripe it like a tiger, no Tony
Run with that bag and I ain't doin' no fumblin'
I ain't clumsy, so I'll never be phony
Dropped some racks in my bag on the first
But I gave it to my *****, it look like a purse
My money longer than the wing on a bird
Thankin' God, but I didn't go to church
Hit her one time with ****, she gon' learn
Got my money, put an ass on her first
Ain't no sucker, I ain't scared, I got heart
And I already knew that I'd be first
Had to karate the chop top
Get it for the low, what did it cost y'all?
I just been steppin' in CC
I rock with the 6, man, I'm hangin' with Yung Mal
***** better not talk 'bout slime
We killin' your partner, your mama, just watch your mouth
***** be poppin', poppin' 'bout the slime
Then hood baby, we knock ya socks off (What?)
What? What?
The Rollie watch, I had to bust it
***** follow me, I had to clutch it
Yeah, my shooters shoot sticks, yeah, they get a rush
Double twins on it, in the cup, ice crushed
I might get geeked up by the bunch
Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dusty
Whole lot of bands, tell a ***** tighten up
混音工程师 : A. "Bainz" Bains
录音工程师 : DUB
母带工程师 : Joe LaPorta
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