[00:00.000] 作词 : Virgil Gibson
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Virgil Gibson
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:06.67](Fatman, you did this?)
[00:13.23]*****, what up? (Yeah)
[00:16.88]Ayy, ***** what up? (Yeah)
[00:20.4]Ayy, ***** what up? (Yeah)
[00:22.92](They got Wooski on the mix)
[00:24.9]Yeah, yeah
[00:24.71][Chorus]
[00:25.71]Ayy, *****, what up? (What up?)
[00:28.35]They say they on they block, it's time to slide, **** 'em up (Ayy)
[00:31.53]Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Suited up)
[00:34.85]Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up (Shoot it up)
[00:37.87]Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hot, double dutch (Ayy)
[00:41.14]Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up
[00:44.14]Ayy, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up
[00:47.35]Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
[00:49.77][Verse]
[00:50.20]Don't hype him up 'cause he'll die
[00:52.92]Have your whole block cry, his balloons in the sky
[00:55.95]Now the opps want me dead (Yeah), so I tell 'em, "Come try"
[00:58.87]But I slide first, all they hear is
[01:00.93]"Fah, fah, fah," that's that nick', nigga
[01:03.15]Ayy, that's how I'm coming *****
[01:05.88]Like a track star, I'm on my block really runnin' shit
[01:08.55]I do this shit in real life, boy this shit is not a skit
[01:12.18]'Member putting tape up on the mag just to make it fit
[01:15.7]I remember sliding every day, I wasn't at the park (Uh-huh)
[01:18.24]I ain't have a lighter, but I really had to make a spark (Uh-huh)
[01:21.37]Keep that iron on me like my real name was Tony Stark (Yeah, yeah)
[01:24.51]All you see is spark spark spark, I'm tryna leave a mark, nigga
[01:28.5][Chorus]
[01:29.44]Ayy, *****, what up? (What up?)
[01:31.64]They say they on they block, it's time to slide, **** 'em up (Ayy)
[01:34.69]Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Uh-huh)
[01:38.0]Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up (Yeah)
[01:41.8]Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hot, double dutch (Yeah)
[01:44.16]Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up (Uh-huh)
[01:47.29]Ayy, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up (Yeah)
[01:50.42]Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
[01:54.51][Outro]
[01:54.76](Fatman, you did this?)