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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Eazzyy
Lil Eazzyy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Rouse
Antonio Rouse
Songwriter
Eric Allen
Eric Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
HUGO BLACK
HUGO BLACK
Producer
Daniel Williams
Daniel Williams
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Driving lane to lane, I'm off the Wock', I feel like crashing, uh (Skrrt) We finna go take out them niggas who was cappin' (Ayy) They say, "Eazzyy you won't make it to the top," I started laughing 'Cause them same niggas all up on my dick and call me famous now (Ayy) Thirty shells locked inside that clip, that bitch gon' dangle down (Krrah) Up and leave 'em clueless like a shower, hollows spray 'em down "Eazzyy you be actin' different," I respond to labels now (Huh?) And still won't sign off shit, I'm balling hard, I might ball through the foul Po-po-pop out with my TEC, I keep my TEC inside my jacket Let 'em have it, speak on Domo, he go, "Poof" just like some magic In thе 'Raq, if you don't keep a ratchet, you victim to static Stay out up my way before you losе a member like the Jacksons (Dummy) Watch who you keep close, you gotta watch who really ridin' Them niggas who you bang with on the low ain't really slidin' (Ain't really slidin') I hang them with them felons who ain't tryna do no fightin' (Uh-uh) Clips, they get the clippin' shit, might shift his fuckin' linin' But now I'm on some different shit Only rock with niggas who don't politic with witnesses (With witnesses) Say your fucking move, 'cause you know K2, he be blitzin' shit Yeah, the trap be buzzin', if you need it, it then we shippin' it Might zoo him if I'm feelin' it I-I-I just talked to Rel, he say, "This music bro, you killin' it" I don't want the drop if when you sell it, you ain't sealin' it Smoke the pain away until them demons start diminishin' But let my bitch go roll my 'Woods 'cause I don't feel like peelin' it Driving lane to lane, I'm off the Wock', I feel like crashing, uh (Skrrt) We finna go take out them niggas who was cappin' They say, "Eazzyy you won't make it to the top," I started laughing 'Cause them same niggas all up on my dick and call me famous now Thirty shells locked inside that clip, that bitch gon' dangle down Up and leave 'em clueless like a shower, hollows spray 'em down "Eazzyy you be actin' different," I respond to labels now And still won't sign off shit, I'm balling hard, I might ball through the foul "Eazzyy can you take me with you?" No, 'cause I won't end it with you People think they can come along and it won't be an issue Wasn't you just talking all that shit as if I couldn't hear you? Now Lil Eazzyy comin' to the the top and I can't kick it with you Unkie say, "Just give them what you know and they gon' listen to you" I come from the gutter, it ain't shit that's gettin' given to you You can't be my bitch without a bitch or I ain't trippin' on you Hit her then I'm gone just like some sauce, lil' bitch, I'm dippin' on you Play your cards right and it's on sight if I see them blue lights We don't throw no pipes, we on the chase, I can't get booked tonight (Not tonight) Let me put it on ice, I fuck with Faygos, I don't fuck with Sprites (I don't fuck with Sprits) I don't hype the hype, you feel hyped, we leave you at the light Driving lane to lane, I'm off the Wock', I feel like crashing, uh (Skrrt) We finna go take out them niggas who was cappin' They say, "Eazzyy you won't make it to the top," I started laughing 'Cause them same niggas all up on my dick and call me famous now Thirty shells locked inside that clip, that bitch gon' dangle down Up and leave 'em clueless like a shower, hollows spray 'em down "Eazzyy you be actin' different," I respond to labels now And still won't sign off shit, I'm balling hard, I might ball through the foul
Writer(s): Antonio Rouse, Eric Allen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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