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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cult Shφtta
Performer
lil golo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles McFadden
Songwriter
Nicholas Lousi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rxcksonbeats
Producer
Don Sahand
Engineer
Lyrics
Hmm, yeah, yeah
You ain't know my daddy caught a body, yeah
Used to ride around with sawn off shotty, yeah
That's not me, I just like to get saucy, yeah
My brothers they love it, so don't try it
Who else you know pull up to the west wearing all this gear, yeah
Who else you know pull up to the west, bring the party there, yeah
Everything we got, we got it on our own
Lil' thot got her doing one of those
We don't do urchin 'cause that's kid shit, man, done bossed up (bossed up)
Some boys coughed up, got boys locked up then got chopped up (chop, chop)
These days I'm soft, bra, tryna get topped up, live like a rockstar
Trust I'm real, my boys pitbulls, they can smell an imposter
Since I was an infant, all I saw was the housing commission
Had dreams of prison, now I'm sipping expensive liquid
I know man chinky, but all my souljas from the Pacific
Got so many stories, I'll get picked up if I be specific
Met her at the kick on, had the girl doin' one of these ones (call me)
Couldn't bust, hit her up, need a refund
Sauciest in the area since a wee one
Bitches sucking up now the blow me out like a shisha
Never switch up on my partners, la familia ya, I love all mi raza (yeah, yeah)
Never switch up on my partners, la familia ya, I love all mi raza (yeah, yeah)
You ain't know my daddy caught a body, yeah
Used to ride around with sawn off shotty, yeah
That's not me, I just like to get saucy, yeah
My brothers they love it, so don't try it
Who else you know pull up to the west wearing all this gear (yeah)
Who else you know pull up to the west, bring the party there (yeah)
Everything we got, we got it on our own (on our own)
Lil' thot got her doing one of those
Tonga, I need a fob with a rompa
Drop off my balls, that's a knock on
Then fuck up her throat like Lockyer
Her pussy bald, boko, nut on her chin like a Moko
Got Tanganes holdin it down, out in the wing like Rokothoko
Don't wife no ganga from the block, we don't do cuddles
Ain't no Sione's Wedding cop top like Koni Hurrel
I don't do subtle, if you got trouble, we can do knuckles
He wanted a skuffle 'cause I belted him, I don't buckle
'Cause if we beef then it's ever, this ain't no henna
I'm still a member, I'm just living life uncensored
It ain't December, still I got three hoes front and centre
Seven K in just one day with my lil' tenga
You ain't know my daddy caught a body, yeah
Used to ride around with sawn off shotty, yeah
That's not me, I just like to get saucy, yeah
My brothers they love it, so don't try it
Who else you know pull up to the west wearing all this gear (yeah)
Who else you know pull up to the west, bring the party there (yeah)
Everything we got, we got it on our own (on our own)
Lil' thot got her doing one of those
Writer(s): Charles Mcfadden, Nicholas Lousi
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