Текст песни
Tst, grrt, baow (uh)
Grrt, baow
Listen
I'm too blown, but I'm still on road
I'm too known, but I'm still Unknown
Look, I turn blood, sweat, and tears and diamonds
My nigga sat down, now he's back home
The mandem got free, Slime like Thugger
You hear that bine explode (baow), the corn might fly through your dome
Ask the neighbours, outside's cold
Roll deep, take charge, and press (uh)
The homicide team never have no rest
Now, who wants beef? Back up, or get bun up, I got Cubans on my neck
Been governin' cats while mixin' the rex
If you don't want drama, I give the address
Weekdays rotate my ting from uptown, I like mine sharp, kick ass with breast
This gunman life got my sweet one vex'
I been outside, girl, give me a rest (tst)
I hate when the Jakes jump out by surprise then scream out
"You're under arrest" (mhm-mhm)
Cute ones on fleak, no weave, I'm impressed
My lifestyle Gd up, I must confess
Mazeens took opp boys look all depressed
That's a L that they can't digest (ugh)
Shoot them plaits, aim for the head
After bine gets found, bare brain cells dead
Alas, it's us at the top of the Prem'
But we still scream, "Rest up Shegz"
Call this endless war, let's blast at the Z
If we ain't got a car, then stick it on 'ped
Hella man been slapped or cheffed (ew), they got no arms, just legs (ew)
I'm too blown, but I'm still on road
I'm too known, but I'm still Unknown
Look, I turn blood, sweat, and tears and diamonds
My nigga sat down, now he's back home
The mandem got free, Slime like Thugger
You hear that bine explode (baow), the corn might fly through your dome
Ask the neighbours, outside's cold
I'm too blown, but I'm still on road
I'm too known, but I'm still Unknown
Look, I turn blood, sweat, and tears and diamonds
My nigga sat down, now he's back home
The mandem got free, Slime like Thugger