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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
ScHoolboy Q
ScHoolboy Q
Vocals
Southside
Southside
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwan Avery
Dwan Avery
Songwriter
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
Quincy Hanley
Quincy Hanley
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Southside
Southside
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, I got the fire on me I keep the chopper close by, that's just my philosophy Misery loves company and I don't need the misery House full of baby bottles like I run a nursery (Wop) Drop top, red 'vert, I'm slidin' down universities A lot of niggas feelings hurt 'cause they can't get a verse from me (damn) Nope, nope, hell nope, boy you sound like a joke to me And you look really broke to me, how I'ma take you seriously? Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, cooking up the groceries Same color T-shirt, just got a half a bird for free I'm sending mine all low-key behind ten at the Busy Bee 'Cause I don't need no one to do for me what I won't do for me (pow pow) Here's a lil' story 'bout a gangster like me A eight figure nigga, fresh out the penitentiary A nigga like me, would like to say That I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way Here's a lil' story 'bout a gangster like me A eight figure nigga, fresh out the penitentiary A nigga like me, would like to say That I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aiming out me Cartier Pussy boy, you sweet, don't play with me, you know you gummy bear Bitch, I paint the street, I guarantee blah blah blah, pourin' this Bitch, I drive Mercedes, huh, hop out like the Navy, huh Pussy, I can sell you work, hold crack like the eighties, huh I just fuck her makeup up, you just give her baby bump Hit that lick, got double stripes, judge had tried to give me life Came home, I got extra bright, platinum records, now we on Remember couldn't afford a blunt, now a million ain't enough Ball on them niggas, huh, crawl in them bitches, huh Icing, that's a carrot cake, side to side, my Chevrolet Keep a strap on side of me, sold it all through A to Z Here's a lil' story 'bout a gangster like me A eight figure nigga, fresh out the penitentiary A nigga like me, would like to say That I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way Here's a lil' story 'bout a gangster like me A eight figure nigga, fresh out the penitentiary A nigga like me, would like to say That I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way, huh
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Joshua Howard Luellen, Quincy Matthew Hanley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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