作词 : Lil Tjay/Relly Made/Jason Critchlow 作曲 : Lil Tjay/Relly Made/Jason Critchlow Lil Tjay 2, 3 bands and you thinking s**t sweet little ***** I ain't never gonna extend my hand 2, 3 bands and you thinking s**t sweet little ***** I ain't never gonna extend my hand If we too deep vs the whole block deep Swear to god I ain't ever gonna fail my man Money gonna come like the money gonna go All these fake ****** started getting too close So I stay with my guys that been by my side 'Cause I know they gone ride til the car can't drive New drip had to pick up some sauce New kicks I don't care what it cost Ruthless I don't care who lost Stupid I done turned to a boss And I know They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win When I come up there's a whole lotta gang s**t As a youngin I just wanted to be famous Hopped in the booth til we screamed that we made it Other day I was recording in the basement Now I pull up to a show in a spaceship How you screaming day 1 doing fake s**t Nowadays bad b*****s wanna taste it Pull up on the S show love that be gang s**t And if they let me in the game Ima change it Ain't a lotta ****** saying that I'm basic Pop out I'm a stain Balmain and some Bape s**t ****** see me they ain't ever gonna say s**t Buss down they ain't never gone take this Money I got lil ***** can't make this Counting blue strips broke ****** gonna hate this Momma so proud I'ma take her on vacation I be goin hard Remember used to starve Remember selling nicks right on the boulevard Goin downtown try to steal a ***** car And if I call Tut he'll pull a ***** card I don't play the field no more without the hammer Brodie on the news whole face on the camera Free all my day 1 ****** out the slammer Opp ***** told black and white he a panda Got me finna run up in his crib like I'm Santa All this 'designer1 got me broads in Atlanta Honestly I ain't playin games no more And they be on my **** 'til my thing feel sore ***** said I'm trash shorty change your drawers I ain't worried about you why you worried about me I'ma still pop-out with a fresh white tee With some retro J's and some fresh Nike's 2, 3 bands and you thinking s**t sweet little ***** I ain't never gonna extend my hand If we too deep vs the whole block deep Swear to god I ain't ever gonna fail my man Money gonna come like the money gonna go All these fake ****** started getting too close So I stay with my guys that been by my side Cause I know they gone ride til the car can't drive New drip had to pick up some sauce New kicks I don't care what it cost Ruthless I don't care who lost Stupid I done turned to a boss And I know They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win Check up they don't wanna see me win Flex up i'ma jump out the gym New water watch that young boy swim I got it the harder way like I'm Tim In that Maybach you can't see through the tint I rock foreign but bro in a stolie Had to make me some plays on my doli1 Think I made it these b*****s all on me Now they say that chain is a trophy Boss up he a baby like jodi Used to go hit a stain for the oz When I put on the ice it be OD I'm talkin money putting cash on the three way Doin' the dash on the freeway I knew I would get it they didn't believe me Baby I make it look easy Your ***** keep callin and sayin she need me I know she see me with Tjay I'm sipping fours of the drink moving slow mo' But my whip through speed race She wanna link up a hoe That's a no go I be stackin my cheese cake Yeah I get to the racks and I'm up by the rim Collectin' em back and I do it again 2, 3 bands and you thinking s**t sweet little ***** I ain't never gonna extend my hand If we too deep vs the whole block deep Swear to god I ain't ever gonna fail my mans Money gonna come like the money gonna go All these fake ****** started getting too close So I stay with my guys that been by my side 'Cause I know they gone ride til the car can't drive New drip had to pick up some sauce New kicks I don't care what it cost Ruthless I don't care who lost Stupid I done turned to a boss And I know They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win No no, gang gang They don't wanna see the young boy win No no, gang gang gang gang gang gang编辑于2022/06/24更新