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Producer: Kezii Composer: Kezii Composer, Lyricist: 163Margs Composer, Lyricist: DeeOrSlim Composer: Mixtape Madness
Lyrics and translation
Original
Luna made this.
Who would've thought when that shy said souls that would end up in souls this dark.
He came to the block like we ain't got things, I ain't lacking, dick in his park. Beauty, my soul, I slept like a baby.
I'd think about them and I was missing my chance.
Rap assuming behind them bars, he thinks he can tell a dying nigga got bars, alive. Saying in the night he didn't run, he lied.
Singing your get back lol, he tried.
Call me food, mwah, sublime if I ran out my wetters than piss could get love.
Banging out Big Bang Theory, I froze when I came, I was gonna be a big bang.
Yeah, that's longer than Sheldon, gloves, trackers, shanks, bin -bag, yeah. -Been on the pitch, don't run, don't trip.
One fiend, it's four, one came with a switch.
Got stick with a clip, me like, what a myth. Back that, tat that, then you're more than pissed.
Me and S took a risk for the prof, for the dosh. These jakes got dodged, got a cut from a cut.
Got dropped, then cut her the op, how greedy. Gang, gang can't get enough.
How meaty, rude and dead are you dumb? Shut your mouth and hold this gun.
If not, then get out of here. I need someone that can hold this drum.
So you know me, where do you know me from? If not, then you ain't rolling, hun. Trust me, we get the party.
-Trust me, we get the party turnt. -Back that, let that ring.
I'm on that Mayer sing, or question if you got these things.
Word, word, live in the studio to cut.
They're getting bagged for charges, I can't even speak 'cause I don't know bout them, boy, word.
I'm itching to hit that lick, but I trust my -gut, man, this bitch will click.
-Get squat, get girls, we ain't nothing like them. Cop lots, bust shots, then play it men.
Get shots, get lots, make the party turnt. Let me know where you're on, bring a friend for a friend.
Two man, four whites, two gyal look leng. Equals two guns like BX10.
Like PK, just had to let that bang. No shots, get shot, didn't take no pen.
Want a hundred bags, need that times ten.
How you make no P, but you talk on me while I'm going for this gem?
I blast at skeng and leave him underground like Len.
I got me a nine double M like mans all cool so my shawty's ten.
I'm taking piss, ask PR, he even told me a pack never land. She asked why I do what
I do. I do this shit 'cause I can.
He got drip that's made from China, pushing my ting that was made from Japan.
Put she in the trap like a race, running her up more white than a clan.
Two sisters, twins, bussin' them both 'cause B's the plan.
Mercedes me, turn on the AC, but I don't think that I'm into Milan.
Back to her bag, ever since a man turned bitch like trans.
Importantly, I'm four DC for the love of the gang.
For the love of the district.
English translation
Luna made this.
Who would've thought when that shy said souls that would end up in souls this dark.
He came to the block like we ain't got things, I ain't lacking, dick in his park. Beauty, my soul, I slept like a baby.
I'd think about them and I was missing my chance.
Rap assuming behind them bars, he thinks he can tell a dying nigga got bars, alive. Saying in the night he didn't run, he lied.
Singing your get back lol, he tried.
Call me food, mwah, sublime if I ran out my wetters than piss could get love.
Banging out Big Bang Theory, I froze when I came, I was gonna be a big bang.
Yeah, that's longer than Sheldon, gloves, trackers, shanks, bin -bag, yeah. -Been on the pitch, don't run, don't trip.
One fiend, it's four, one came with a switch.
Got stick with a clip, me like, what a myth. Back that, tat that, then you're more than pissed.
Me and S took a risk for the prof, for the dosh. These jakes got dodged, got a cut from a cut.
Got dropped, then cut her the op, how greedy. Gang, gang can't get enough.
How meaty, rude and dead are you dumb? Shut your mouth and hold this gun.
If not, then get out of here. I need someone that can hold this drum.
So you know me, where do you know me from? If not, then you ain't rolling, hun. Trust me, we get the party.
-Trust me, we get the party turnt. -Back that, let that ring.
I'm on that Mayer sing, or question if you got these things.
Word, word, live in the studio to cut.
They're getting bagged for charges, I can't even speak 'cause I don't know bout them, boy, word.
I'm itching to hit that lick, but I trust my -gut, man, this bitch will click.
-Get squat, get girls, we ain't nothing like them. Cop lots, bust shots, then play it men.
Get shots, get lots, make the party turnt. Let me know where you're on, bring a friend for a friend.
Two man, four whites, two gyal look leng. Equals two guns like BX10.
Like PK, just had to let that bang. No shots, get shot, didn't take no pen.
Want a hundred bags, need that times ten.
How you make no P, but you talk on me while I'm going for this gem?
I blast at skeng and leave him underground like Len.
I got me a nine double M like mans all cool so my shawty's ten.
I'm taking piss, ask PR, he even told me a pack never land. She asked why I do what
I do. I do this shit 'cause I can.
He got drip that's made from China, pushing my ting that was made from Japan.
Put she in the trap like a race, running her up more white than a clan.
Two sisters, twins, bussin' them both 'cause B's the plan.
Mercedes me, turn on the AC, but I don't think that I'm into Milan.
Back to her bag, ever since a man turned bitch like trans.
Importantly, I'm four DC for the love of the gang.
For the love of the district.