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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
London Holmes
London Holmes
Songwriter
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Nick Rice
Nick Rice
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Mfoss
Mfoss
Producer
Rocking Wit Slime
Rocking Wit Slime
Producer
Tonedeaf
Tonedeaf
Producer

Lyrics

We got London on the track How you steady screamin' out child support? You don't even support your own child You don't support none of your niggas locked in them cages, waitin' for trial I was always one of them niggas who the whole hood pray make it out Don't shoot the innocent bystanders, you gon' slide, then make it count Goin' 'round this bitch like you real with it, whole time, you a clown Fuck, if you ain't OTF or 4PF, I think out loud I can't trust you if you run off with some clothes, I can just imagine pounds Chicago hoes act like they love you, but rob you or just put you down Friends or not, you touch one of my chains, them niggas gon' put you down I'm savin' style, bulletproof Trackhawk cost me a 180 thou' My main homie, talked shit behind my back, but I was so in denial You changed on me, same nigga with me, the same was at my trial All these drugs, I want medical So high, I'm on cloud nine, I need a parachute He think I sold his ass some mud, I sold him Theraflu Take prescription, I need love, that's what I'm tellin' you Medical, I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical Save me, save me, save me, save me, save me I came up kinda hard, I hope I don't come out crazy I read between the lines, you really bein' shady Militant minded, whole lotta AR's, we like the Navy Run around town with Lil Keed in a 300 black out I put the guys on pause, that's the only reason they back out I signed up for the streets, not UFC, I ain't gon' tap out They gave big bro a mandatory ten, he 'bout to max out When he take a pic, his racks out, he go in the house, his strap out He done really worked his ass off, he been at it his whole life He don't have a book if he start writin', he don't care about excitement He been tryin' to save good time, he done finally got it right He's important, he think he needs drugs to keep goin' He loves her, he loves her not, he don't be knowin' He stay gettin' a lot of guap, he don't be showin' He stay with a fuckin' Glock, he don't trust no one All these drugs, I want medical So high, I'm on cloud nine, I need a parachute He think I sold his ass some mud, I sold him Theraflu Take prescription, I need love, that's what I'm tellin' you Medical, I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical I need medical All these drugs, I want medical So high, I'm on cloud nine, I need a parachute He think I sold his ass some mud, I sold him Theraflu Take prescription, I need love, that's what I'm tellin' you I need medical I need medical
Writer(s): London Tyler Holmes, Durk D. Banks, Dominique Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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