B12

B12文本歌词

作曲 : Durk Banks

McLaren Speedtail

Six carats in my ear for detail

I be gettin' all my watches retail

Caught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill

Sold him lean, but Doodie got his refill

I know real killers act like females

All the trenches bitches give me teeth still

How you kill him? Bro, I need the details

Adderall, feel like it’s mixed with B12

You kept tellin' all my secrets, be real

Headshot, stop runnin', be still

I can shake a whole block with these pills

This a striker, I don’t know why you need Ls

Pull up to a whole mosque and pray still

Follow bro car 'cause he got the switch

I don't be poppin' 'cause you died and you diss

Crushin' Perc' inside Sierra Mist

Bitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss

I ain’t puttin’ my name on hits

Why you braggin'? Niggas ain’t kill shit

Hopped out on feet like he ran out of gas

I call him Yeat 'cause he stay with his mask

How you got it, but you stay with your mans?

Legs tatted, had to go get some Vans

Fifteen million cash, that's my advance

**** a opp bitch to get in her head

Think I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man

Think I love her, I’m tryna kill his ass

You a killer? Jam, check his referral

Flawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls

On a date I gotta take her to

These Chanel, these ain't regular pearls

I'm so high off this X pill

I don't give no **** how my ex feel

Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still

Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

Still use cash with the card on file

Check what you drinkin', they water it down

Said what you said, you apart of it now

Chance after chance, I done gave you a pound

Feds on your ass, gotta bury it now

I popped a Addy I barely pronounce

I bought lil' weed and it's barely a ounce

Watch how you speak, you can bury your spouse

Bro, I got Ms and I step on the couch

Ain't got a bond, it got inherit amount

My budget two million, the killers is out

I get my teeth from the Mouth of the South

Got the location, you not in your house

How do it feel to have Glocks in your mouth?

I know you broke 'cause they froze your account

Feel like a goofy promotin' the clown

I told my lawyer I'm sober now

Run up a check 'cause I'm older now

Got who we want, so it's over now

How you slide, but ain't nobody vouch?

Counterfeit money, ain't nobody count

How you think I got two hundred pounds?

Fifties, fifties, fifties, two hundred rounds

Out of jail early, you know that he foul

Nike ski mask to cover the brows

No, I don't pay 'em, I got a couple of styles

I done paid for a couple of trials

I done slaid me a couple of dimes

Callin' now 'cause I ain't **** in a while

I got love for bro, he holdin' me down

Frrt, hold a couple of rounds

Frrt, standin' over him now, yeah

I'm so high off this X pill

I don't give no **** how my ex feel

Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still

Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

B12LRC歌词

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Durk Banks

[00:01.184]McLaren Speedtail

[00:02.002]Six carats in my ear for detail

[00:03.632]I be gettin' all my watches retail

[00:05.547]Caught a murder, he tryna call Meek Mill

[00:07.168]Sold him lean, but Doodie got his refill

[00:09.071]I know real killers act like females

[00:10.936]All the trenches bitches give me teeth still

[00:12.821]How you kill him? Bro, I need the details

[00:14.703]Adderall, feel like it’s mixed with B12

[00:16.328]You kept tellin' all my secrets, be real

[00:18.195]Headshot, stop runnin', be still

[00:20.317]I can shake a whole block with these pills

[00:21.929]This a striker, I don’t know why you need Ls

[00:23.787]Pull up to a whole mosque and pray still

[00:25.677]Follow bro car 'cause he got the switch

[00:27.549]I don't be poppin' 'cause you died and you diss

[00:29.723]Crushin' Perc' inside Sierra Mist

[00:31.615]Bitch was poppin', had to give her a kiss

[00:33.471]I ain’t puttin’ my name on hits

[00:35.348]Why you braggin'? Niggas ain’t kill shit

[00:37.235]Hopped out on feet like he ran out of gas

[00:39.080]I call him Yeat 'cause he stay with his mask

[00:40.971]How you got it, but you stay with your mans?

[00:42.603]Legs tatted, had to go get some Vans

[00:44.451]Fifteen million cash, that's my advance

[00:46.315]**** a opp bitch to get in her head

[00:48.195]Think I love her, I'm tryna plot on her man

[00:50.067]Think I love her, I’m tryna kill his ass

[00:51.906]You a killer? Jam, check his referral

[00:53.782]Flawless diamonds, you rock it better with curls

[00:55.419]On a date I gotta take her to [?]

[00:57.315]These Chanel, these ain't regular pearls

[00:59.466]I'm so high off this X pill

[01:02.419]I don't give no **** how my ex feel

[01:06.191]Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still

[01:09.939]Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah

[01:13.403][Verse 2]

[01:13.677]Still use cash with the card on file

[01:15.536]Check what you drinkin', they water it down

[01:17.147]Said what you said, you apart of it now

[01:19.018]Chance after chance, I done gave you a pound

[01:21.156]Feds on your ass, gotta bury it now

[01:22.759]I popped a Addy I barely pronounce

[01:24.625]I bought lil' weed and it's barely a ounce

[01:26.498]Watch how you speak, you can bury your spouse

[01:28.380]Bro, I got Ms and I step on the couch

[01:30.255]Ain't got a bond, it got inherit amount

[01:32.141]My budget two million, the killers is out

[01:33.997]I get my teeth from the Mouth of the South

[01:35.624]Got the location, you not in your house

[01:37.487]How do it feel to have Glocks in your mouth?

[01:39.359]I know you broke 'cause they froze your account

[01:41.225]Feel like a goofy promotin' the clown

[01:43.086]I told my lawyer I'm sober now

[01:44.962]Run up a check 'cause I'm older now

[01:46.833]Got who we want, so it's over now

[01:48.691]How you slide, but ain't nobody vouch?

[01:50.828]Counterfeit money, ain't nobody count

[01:52.452]How you think I got two hundred pounds?

[01:54.044]Fifties, fifties, fifties, two hundred rounds

[01:55.902]Out of jail early, you know that he foul

[01:57.774]Nike ski mask to cover the brows

[01:59.645]No, I don't pay 'em, I got a couple of styles

[02:01.781]I done paid for a couple of trials

[02:03.378]I done slaid me a couple of dimes

[02:05.241]Callin' now 'cause I ain't **** in a while

[02:07.125]I got love for bro, he holdin' me down

[02:08.998]Frrt, hold a couple of rounds

[02:10.851]Frrt, standin' over him now, yeah

[02:12.736]I'm so high off this X pill

[02:17.261]I don't give no **** how my ex feel

[02:21.028]Your new nigga ain't put you on no jet still

[02:24.502]Why send shots like he a threat? Yeah