Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
RTB MB
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Miles Bridges
Texte
Trae1000
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Icee
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Intro]
Trae1000
RTB, ****, gang, gang, gang
Gang shit, ****
What up, Trae?
Paranoid, ****, paranoid, ****, yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm paranoid, I don't know who the fuck to trust
A **** in my city, shooter do it for a couple bucks
Yeah, we got our CC dubs, so we never finna knuckle up
We run with Glocks and Dr. Miami because the Tommy tucked
Shoot the Glock with the left hand, yeah, I'm Cam Payne
I ain't fall off, bitch, I'm valuable, this the campaign
Shit, flash out, hit from long distance, ain't no damn stain
Different bitches sucking dick up in the Rover, I got damn range
I'm in LA like I'm AD
Shit, girly keep on looking at my grills, told me, "Say cheese"
Is you crazy, bitch? This not Cartier, this a AP
Ooh, girly tryna let me fuck it up, they call me Tay Keith
Damn, she drooling while she sucking on the dick like she got rabies
Aye, Glocky got no safety, **** tryna book me at they next club, you gotta pay me
Best thing smoking, we like Roc-A-Fella, I'm like Jay-Z
Girly looking at my banking cards, now she tryna chase me
[Chorus]
****, this the fast life
I done had some bitches in my section from the wags sites
No second chances, I done learned my lesson from my past life
I ain't got no limits I'ma be the greatest, tryna past Mike
****, this is RTB, we not them other ****
Only time they go spade for spade when they clubbing with us
And even then, we win bottle wars, screaming, "Fuck them ****"
It's like you had a bad day at school, you can't duck them switches
[Verse 2]
**** tried to put me underground, but, bitch, I'm back now
You mad as hell, I hit yo' main bitch, she gave me fat Ma
It's like I'm hanging out with dyke bitches, pulling straps out
And if you try me, you get disrespectful, you get fapped down
The same **** talk that street shit, but he a rat now
Keep it 100, if you try me, you get whacked now
I told lil' baby come and post me up, she got that back down
****, I ain't never ever played no tennis, I got racks now
Black power, turned the Sprite brown, I'm a activist
Hit yo' shooter, seven shells make 'em kneel, call him Kaepernick
For her king, my queen'll get her ace and get to jacking shit
I feel like Akon, I got some M&Ms and I be smacking shit
Crazy world, we at Crazy Girls
She catching nut just like a baby squirrel
Put that shit on like it's AB world
Girly like to double hand twist, she gotta crazy twirl
Her pussy wetter than a whale, call her baby Pearl
[Chorus]
****, this the fast life
I done had some bitches in my section from the wags sites
No second chances, I done learned my lesson from my past life
I ain't got no limits I'ma be the greatest, tryna past Mike
****, this is RTB, we not them other ****
Only time they go spade for spade when they clubbing with us
And even then, we win bottle wars, screaming, "Fuck them ****"
It's like you had a bad day at school, you can't duck them switches
[Verse 3]
Oh well, we catching plays like we Odell
The bow sales'll have me having pape' to buy a hotel
You don't know Kells, he up that Glocky on you, make yo' 'fro sail
And, bitch, I beat the case, I got probation but got no jail
Glory Hallelujah, if you try me, up that blicky on you, ****, I'm the shooter
A real cowboy, upping 18 on you, I'm Amari Cooper
If we see the opps up in the club, we the party poopers
High as hell, tripping on the mic, Bob Marley music
I got pharmaceuticals, bitch, you a square, that's why yo' bitch is on my cubicles
We be putting buttons on the Glock because it's suitable
Made lil' baby do a handstand and make it hula hoop
I be in them fucking Lamb' scams, you in a Subaru
How the fuck you tryna give me game and I can't Google you?
Yeah, I just fucked a bitch and fucked her friend and told 'em, "Toodle-oo"
I just got the drank from shh-shh and poured a 2 of ooh
[Chorus]
****, this the fast life
I done had some bitches in my section from the wags sites
No second chances, I done learned my lesson from my past life
I ain't got no limits I'ma be the greatest, tryna past Mike
****, this is RTB, we not them other ****
Only time they go spade for spade when they clubbing with us
And even then, we win bottle wars, screaming, "Fuck them ****"
It's like you had a bad day at school, you can't duck them switches
Written by: Miles Bridges, Trae1000
