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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
30 Roc
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Samuel Gloade
Samuel Gloade
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
30 Roc
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Gentuar Memishi
Gentuar Memishi
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga Back against the wall, concrete boys up, uh I enter the void, I be goin' up I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then If'n it go up, then it's stuck then (slatt) Oh, let me be Trust me with the scope, it help me see (help you see) If she ain't fuck bro', then she fuck me (that's a fact) If she ain't fuck me, then she fuck bro's (on my mom) I just woke up, dreamin' 'bout the rose (oh my God) They had niggas 'round me who don't stand on toes (hell nah) Barely ever do I think about my foes How much longer will I live? Only God knows Back against the wall, concrete boys up (yeah) I enter the void, I be goin' up (woo) I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems (whew) Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then (ayy) If'n it go up, then it's stuck then (uh) Real, real, real, real I just fucked up on a bitch from Puerto Rico (mwah) Put that bitch on ice, yeah, play that Mac DeMarco Had that babysitter, she was off a narco And I'm by my dolo like Donnie Darko (mwah) Splurgin' on that kitty cat, I'm such a sicko (yeah) Double-C, my bookbag hold a little pistol Get them birdies out that nest 'fore I call up Mitchell Back against the wall, concrete boys up (yeah) I enter the void, I be goin' up (woo) I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems (whew) Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then (ayy) If it go up, then it's stuck then (up) These bitches for everyone Can't give the game to everyone, no I can't lose myself tryna save them I done took so many L's, I ain't goin' back
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Samuel Gloade Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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