[00:00.00] 作曲 : Jerome Misa/Spencer Magalogo/Willie Tafa/Solo Tohi/Diamante Anthony Blackmon/Stephan Fabulous Allen[00:01.86]Ayy, free the gang[00:05.36]True, uh (Ayy, I'm feelin' better and better)[00:09.86]Carnage, you a fool, you crazy[00:13.85](Gang, gang, I'm feelin' better and better)[00:16.07](You say shit that don't matter)[00:17.41]I'm medicated[00:18.35]Bop, bop, bop, bop[00:20.41](Ayy, it ain't getting any better)[00:22.71](Black seats with the leather)[00:24.83]Alright, drop me in[00:25.58]I'm feeling silly off that Cognac[00:26.94]But that Henny got me feeling lifted[00:28.48]We don't pay attention to the opps[00:29.97]They only communicate if it's encrypted[00:31.85]We tell that side they can't come here[00:33.55]I don't know why them boys always listen (True)[00:35.22]So wе go to go them and it's getting boring, lad[00:37.16]It's feeling more likе a tradition (P***ies)[00:38.38]They dissin' the crew but do it for tunes[00:40.50]You're making a big mistake (Yeah)[00:42.14]Then ask for peace, nah, none of that[00:43.50]We gon' fry 'em like fish filet[00:45.64]I get the drop then think of my music[00:47.13]I don't know what risk to take[00:48.49]I'm watching the news and seeing my opps[00:50.50]It's feeling like Christmas Day[00:52.02]All that drill shit , we done did that[00:53.48]Now it's time to move with the weather[00:55.13]Was on the wing but I'm back and better[00:56.59]Everyone sayin' they on me, nah[00:58.34]Thinkin' they'll catch me lackin', never[01:00.06]Twenty or plus every time we enter[01:01.66]I ain't feelin' threatened, they gon' let em in[01:03.36]Two-seven resident, them boys irrelevant[01:05.16]We on the top p***y, evident[01:06.67](Ayy, gang) I'm feelin' better and better (Yeah)[01:09.26]You say shit that don't matter (Yeah)[01:10.96]She wanna fxxk, I wouldn't let her (Gang, gang, gang, gang)[01:13.47](Ayy) It ain't getting any better[01:15.53]Black seats with the leather[01:17.17]Foreign big whips, Panamera (Bup, bup, bup)[01:19.71](Gang) I'm feelin' better and better (Yeah)[01:22.63]You say shit that don't matter (Yeah)[01:24.36]She wanna fxxk I wouldn't let her (gang, gang, gang, gang)[01:27.10](Ayy) It ain't getting any better[01:28.85]Black seats with the leather[01:30.44]Foreign big whips, Panamera (Ayy, ayy)[01:32.51]These leather seats are too comfy[01:33.55]You can call me a young boss of the country[01:35.25]Fxxkboys talk tough on the net[01:36.61]But they out here singing love songs like H**phrey[01:38.67]My 45 wants to pop[01:40.08]Shots and fiends, they're just like a junkie[01:41.86]And when there's drama, I chuck on my armour[01:43.77]Let it rain with a grip on a pumpy[01:45.33]These bright lights leavin' 'em jumpy[01:46.85]I might just consider them monkeys[01:48.60]My shot be getting too clumsy[01:50.14]I might just get rid of his aunty[01:52.10]Still callin' me Spenny, my (Bah)[01:53.28]They think that they killin' it (Nah)[01:55.18]Got numbers like– (Who?)[01:56.70]I might as well sit here and laugh[01:59.26](Ayy, gang) I'm feelin' better and better[02:02.63]You say shit that don't matter[02:04.27]She wanna fxxk, I wouldn't let her (Gang, gang, gang, gang)[02:06.89](Ayy) It ain't getting any better[02:09.03]Black seats with the leather[02:10.70]Foreign big whips, Panamera (Bup, bup, bup)[02:13.05]Yo, you're not Scarface, not Tony[02:14.70]Just scar faced, I heard he got got (Trust)[02:18.09]Know what the mandem do on the block (Facts)[02:20.60]Say I talk about burning my clothes[02:21.72]Man, what can I say? I do it a lot[02:24.10]And if rap don't work, it's cool[02:25.51]I still put food in the pot (Trust)[02:27.18]All of this chopping and selling[02:28.33]I put like 10K in my dirty denims (Facts)[02:30.29]I'm in West with some violent members[02:31.65]Make the wrong move and you might get peppered[02:33.69]In the jungle with snakes and leopards, Dutch[02:35.49]I ring bells for multiple cheffings, qweffings[02:37.29]Don't play games like Tekken[02:38.70]Wreckers, go on right there and shell it[02:40.17]It's so peak now I just got rich[02:41.76]Still got beef like the Bloods and Crips (Trust)[02:43.61]Bro said that he wanna do striker[02:45.13]I gave him the scores, told him, "Don't miss"[02:47.01]If you don't do it, I'll do it myself[02:48.55]Still cool when you get the assist[02:49.91]Their extraction points been compromised[02:51.76]Right now, they're steering and covered in brick[02:53.46](Ayy, gang) I'm feelin' better and better (Yeah)[02:55.92]You say shit that don't matter (Yeah)[02:57.67]She wanna fxxk, I wouldn't let her (Gang, gang, gang, gang)[03:00.20](Ayy) It ain't getting any better[03:02.24]Black seats with the leather[03:04.04]Foreign big whips, Panamera (Bup, bup, bup)[03:06.50](Ayy, gang) I'm feelin' better and better (Yeah)[03:09.37]You say shit that don't matter (Yeah)[03:10.96]She wanna fxxk, I wouldn't let her (Gang, gang, gang, gang)[03:13.45](Ayy) It ain't getting any better[03:15.59]Black seats with the leather[03:17.02]Foreign big whips, Panamera (Bup, bup, bup)