作词 : Hagan Lange/Naujour Grainger/Anthony Jamal Phillips
 作曲 : Hagan Lange/Naujour Grainger/Anthony Jamal Phillips
Yeah, uh
I paint the sky red, shit, with all of my opps' head, n***a, all of my opps dead
He can play 'til he drop dead, 'til we pop heads, he can play, but he not fed
Think I ain't hear what the opps said, when I heard what the opps said, got the opps dead
Yeah, think I'm in love whenever the sky red, think I love when the sky red
Young n***a too fly, how I drip like a pageant do
You got cash, I ain't mad at you
I catch that boy, then I'm gon' end up taggin' you
Like a ref, I ain't flaggin' you, yeah
Just ask the last n***a, we put him in the past, n***a, ask that boy what the bag'll do
You say you got a strap, n***a, I'm glad you in your bag, n***a, he don't know that I got a few
R2R Dre up the murder rate
JBlyckk'll shoot, catch a murder case
My n****s ride with a .38, yeah
Special, I got me a .38
Used to live out the motel, not a hotel, had to dip like Rotel, yeah, uh
If I don't know a ho well, then I'm treatin' a ho shell, I remember they closed bail
On my n****s who fightin' them fed cases now
Now his head racin' now
I cut the locs 'cause my head breakin' out
Know my head vacant now, yeah
Empty mind, but a n***a gon' prosper
He wan' play, we send him to the doctor
Smart b***h say she wan' be a proctor
I woke the world up whenever I shocked 'em
Now everything goin' viral, and everybody watchin'
I remember I worked at Nancy's Pizzeria
10 a.m. I was wakin' up, I had to clock in
I used to write in my closet
Now a young n***a poppin', look at all I accomplished
I ran it up like I'm Sonic
It wasn't shit they could do that could stop it
I paint the sky red, shit, with all of my opps' head, n***a, all of my opps dead
He can play 'til he drop dead, 'til we pop heads, he can play, but he not fed
Think I ain't hear what the opps said, when I heard what the opps said, got the opps dead
Yeah, think I'm in love whenever the sky red, think I love when the sky red
Young n***a too fly, how I drip like a pageant do
You got cash, I ain't mad at you
I catch that boy, then I'm gon' end up taggin' you
Like a ref, I ain't flaggin' you, yeah
Just ask the last n***a, we put him in the past, n***a, ask that boy what the bag'll do
You say you got a strap, n***a, I'm glad you in your bag, n***a, he don't know that I got a few
Dead bodies sittin' right in my closet, ayy, I just made a deposit
We catch that boy, then we gon' get it poppin', uh
Oh, you thought we was stoppin', huh?
Checked out, I been gettin' my check in
They don't like when we flexin'
40 bust, I'ma get to the wreckin'
Shit kick like Tekken
Chain clang on me when I'm recording
I ain't mad, 'cause I couldn't afford it
R.I.P. my granddaddy, he used to love them 40's
He the reason I don't love a shawty
You the reason that a n***a don't call noobody
I used to want all your body
You remember when I used to want all your body
Don't do drugs, spend my all on bodies
I spend my all on bodies
If I spin a bend, I'ma catch me a homi'
Draco, turned it into a tommy
He'll figure if I pull out the tommy
A n***a gon' duck like goose, uh
My side won't duck when they shoot, yeah
We gon' just up it, ain't with the discussion
My shit gon' bust like fruits (Yeah, uh)
I paint the sky red, shit, with all of my opps' head, n***a, all of my opps dead
He can play 'til he drop dead, 'til we pop heads, he can play, but he not fed
Think I ain't hear what the opps said, when I heard what the opps said, got the opps dead
Yeah, think I'm in love whenever the sky red, think I love when the sky red
Young n***a too fly, how I drip like a pageant do
You got cash, I ain't mad at you
I catch that boy, then I'm gon' end up taggin' you
Like a ref, I ain't flaggin' you, yeah
Just ask the last n***a, we put him in the past, n***a, ask that boy what the bag'll do
You say you got a strap, n***a, I'm glad you in your bag, n***a, he don't know that I got a few