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MAF Teeski - Catch A B (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MAF Teeski
MAF Teeski
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Bialy
Benjamin Bialy
Composer
Alfredo Matteucci
Alfredo Matteucci
Composer
Terrance Banks
Terrance Banks
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elliott Clark
Elliott Clark
Engineer
Ice Mike
Ice Mike
Engineer
Proofonthetrack
Proofonthetrack
Producer
Square
Square
Producer

Lyrics

Hit his ass up, then we bounce, on my brother grave (Proof is in the progress) Ayy, we ain't doin' no blick-outs, last niggas got blicked down We ain't doin' no blick-outs, last niggas got blicked down Quick to smack a bitch, ain't doin' no back and forth, go get yo' brother Sendin' kissy faces all in your ho DM, I'm tryna fuck her Bitch do dicks, you tryna cuff her, you takin' her out, I'm tryna slut her The main bitch you lovin' and puttin' yo' heart into, my favorite buster We gon' pop up unannounced, hit his ass up, then we bounce We ain't doin' no blick-outs, last niggas got blicked down Catch a B, shoot out of town, missed a few, spin back around Hit a big-ass with a Nick' and make his fat ass lose some pounds Scoom Gang what I bang, in the joint, I wasn't on count Tell the label I'm worth some Ms, make 'em fill my bank account They love my voice, they love my sound, pour up four and watch me drown Bitch, I wasn't shit, look at me now, don't get your ass caught out of bounds This micro Drac' make him get down, bitch, I'm the talk around the town The last nigga mention Scoom, his dumbass six feet in the ground Catch a B for all my bros, I bet next time they watch they mouth Made a promise to all my bros, if they outside, it's goin' down Ayy, ayy, the world think I caught a body, I ain't do nothin' But I know and I know what it is and that's a hunnid But I'ma let you know everythin' worth it though, haha Spin his hood in all Trackhawks, hit his block up, then we bounce OBK, that's been my dawg, I'm out here spinnin' blocks with my round Know this rap shit come too easy, it's off the top, I'm good with nouns You know the gang, they caught some murders for the nation, that's no bap I got a box up on my gun, it's ready to shoot, I just gotta tap Know this life shit like a gamble, boy, yo' sweet ass better not crap I be ridin' with your bitch, pourin' drank with my strap Never ran from shit, that's bap, ten milli' make him take nap Last nigga mention Scoom, round of applause, his ass got clapped Can't wait to see Johnny Dang, I'ma bust my whole mouth down You wasn't here before the deal, when I sign, can't come around Scoom Gang blitz on fourth and downs, bitch, every BD get walked down Catch a B, shoot out of town, micro Drac' make him get down
Writer(s): Terrance Banks, Benjamin Bialy, Alfredo Matteucci Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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