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Climax (feat. 6lack)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
6LACK
6LACK
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
Rex Kudo
Rex Kudo
Songwriter
Ryan Vojtesak
Ryan Vojtesak
Songwriter
Ricardo Valentine
Ricardo Valentine
Songwriter
Shiloh Dynasty
Shiloh Dynasty
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producer

Lyrics

You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah) Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah) You said he's swagged out (Tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh) It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah) Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh) For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh) But leave, like it's nothing (Tsh-tsh-ah) You said no interest, said you found a better climax You said he's swagged out, you leave It's like a shot to the back Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh) For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh) But leave, like it's nothing (We got London On Da Track) I just be watching my words (Words) You say whatever the fuck (Fuck) I think I take what I get (Get) And say whatever they love (Love) This my heart for days Now I can't find my way (Ay) Sike, know I'm just playin' Onto the next like I'm okay Aye, this a pimping can't you tell? (Tell) She like, "No I can't what the hell?"(Hell) Well then pull up baby, in a spell Came out new hair, new nails She take my heart then drive back One, two, three, four, five, damn (Yeah) Deletin' pictures on the 'Gram You forgot who I am From the frontseats to the nosebleeds That's for actin' like you don't know me Damn, my new bitch, she a trophy And she love me for the old me Yeah, the cold me, yeah, the old me (Old me, yeah) She the homie, cop her a Rollie (Rollie, yeah, yeah) You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah) Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah) You said he's swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh) It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah) Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh) For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh) But leave, like it's nothing (Tsh-tsh-ah) Hu-uh, hu-uh, she r-i-i-ide She wanna ride, ooh-oh-oh My shawty better than that Can't complain about nothin' (Can't complain about nothin') How the fuck am I ever gon' go turn myself in? Got it stacked up on the Seroquel Bitch it's pimpin' can't you tell? (Yeah) This is pimpin', can't you tell? (Yeah) This shit look fishy, I don't wanna see Emergency, I'm tryna go to sleep Money cut down a load of trees Sauvage Dior, this ain't no Creed My dog got a deal, he back on the street This bitch is so real, she as bad as can be I had bitches around they was backstabbing me I went straight to them racks like a hemi in me Good energy, I invest in my queen I can ride on this hoe like a new 12 speed My bitch, bad, tragedy Bitch, bad, tragedy You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah) Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah) You said he's swagged out (Tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh) It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah) Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh) For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh) But leave, like it's nothing (Tsh-tsh-ah) You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah) Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah) You said he's swagged out (Tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh) It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah) Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh) For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh) But leave, like it's nothing I'm in London got my beat from London
Writer(s): Jeffery Lamar Williams, Ryan Vojtesak, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr., Masamune Kudo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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