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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay-No
Jay-No
Performer
Larry June
Larry June
Performer
Jamaal Norris
Jamaal Norris
Performer
Cole Martin
Cole Martin
Performer
Babyface Ray
Babyface Ray
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Larry Eugene Hendricks
Larry Eugene Hendricks
Songwriter
Marcellus Register
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry June
Larry June
Recording Engineer
DVME
DVME
Producer
Julian Avila
Julian Avila
Producer
Todd Cooper
Todd Cooper
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh it's the Orange juice strapped too nigga from the block I be slidin' to the neck don't give a fuck about the clout I'm a real, real nigga you can hear it in my tone Bust a play I'm in Soho, I got, for the lolo Midnight for the shirt, fly nigga, I got it on me I'm Bruce Wayne, in a Lambo, nigga toatin' on that (Oohh) Been through it, made it out nigga Now it's 200 for a show Had a flashback remember it was about 1200 for a O Fuck a rap game, bitch I need a check Thinkin' bout something I can flip next I ain't tryin' to go back to the trap so I go hard every fuckin' the day Beastmode with the blick on my lap Tryna make it stretch four ways Homeboy got caught with the ruger but he only did four days Whole lotta shit done changеd They done let a nigga out thе cage I done really made a lot of cake You niggas soundin' like you out of shape Made a right on quese Mac 11 with the shoelace I been movin' at a new pace Got a lot but I never chase Money in my pocket I got extra of 'em Whole lotta whips I got extra of 'em A couple condos I got extra of 'em Fifty in this clutch I got extra of 'em A couple bad wops I got extra of 'em Wake up and I choose I got extra of 'em My face on my shoes I got extra of 'em A couple hand wops I got extra of 'em I took her and her friends to Steak 48 Still pushin' P, still pushin' playus Still gettin' money puttin' bitches up Got one dry keep the bag safe Nothin' to somethin living testimony My niggas what up Made a little extra so you know I keep the weapon on me Put up on that grass if its my life boy I'm not flexin' on you All my diamonds clear got em staring nigga do I know you? You can't tie me down I'm gonna do what I want to Money on my mind find a lane I'm focused I been on her mind went and got me tatted Hellcat never scatted, hit the club when I'm scattered Gangsta pass get revoked once I hear you ratted Play it cool treat em like a fool have my niggas wack 'em I'm the type to buy my main thang a Patek Shopping habits stylist send it I just double tap it You do more than you niggas say, you niggas hustlin' backwards On my own, won't sell my soul for clout man I be like fuck these rappers Money in my pocket I got extra of 'em Whole lotta whips I got extra of 'em A couple condos I got extra of 'em Fifty in this clutch I got extra of 'em A couple bad wops I got extra of 'em Wake up and I choose I got extra of 'em My face on my shoes I got extra of 'em A couple hand wops I got extra of 'em I got extra of 'em, nigga I got extra of 'em I got extra of 'em, nigga I got extra of 'em I got extra of 'em, nigga I got extra of 'em I got extra of 'em, nigga I got extra of 'em
Writer(s): Damion Aultman, Julian Avila, Larry Eugene Hendricks, Marcellus Rayvon Register Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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