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Listen to Get Up and Go featuring 41
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Listen to Football featuring 41
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Listen to The New New York featuring 41
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Listen to Pregaming featuring 41
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
41
41
Vocals
Kyle Richh
Kyle Richh
Vocals
Jenn Carter
Jenn Carter
Vocals
Dee Billz
Dee Billz
Vocals
TaTa
TaTa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zaire Rivera
Zaire Rivera
Songwriter
Jennifer Oghenekevwe Akpofure
Jennifer Oghenekevwe Akpofure
Songwriter
Olatunde Fasheun
Olatunde Fasheun
Songwriter
Tony Zimmerman
Tony Zimmerman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Touchamill
Touchamill
Producer
Kevin Peterson
Kevin Peterson
Mastering Engineer
Clark Reichard Babbitt
Clark Reichard Babbitt
Engineer
Joe Grasso
Joe Grasso
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Grrah 4100, it's 41 guns up Bitch, KR (O-oh) Like, damn In the party, I'm not havin' fun (oh) Like, thinkin' 'bout usin' my gun (oh) I'm tryna spot me a - (oh) Like, I'm tryna make me a blunt (like, what?) You gon' tell them the truth? Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu' (stu') Stomp-stomp, that shit was cute Why do they cap 'bout the shit that they do? Bitch, came with 30, I left with 11 On his body, don't let 'em get lost Like, we made a movie on- (damn) What the fuck? (Doumbouya) How you alive? (How you alive?) Stop the dissin', get out the kitchen Like, when is you comin' outside? (Bitch) Two-two deep, when I'm on they side (I'm on they side) Brodie 'oot like a Piston Ka-Kartii laughin', we already blitzed 'em (Kartii) I could never do bad on a mission (bitch) Walk-walk down (grrah) Walk 'em down just to better the distance (grrah) Like, he can't run, it ain't no way to run I keep fuckin' my vision, this shit got me trippin' (it's Carter, dickhead) Bitch, Migos, I'm sippin' Latto stay on that timing, I call him, he clicking And she love how I'm dripping And the .40 like soccer, the way that it's kicking Like, what? Who really on that? Brodie got put on the floor like a doormat (doormat) Niggas talking, but where he perform at? And, if he got no motion, I cannot support that Bitch, like, that's the sound of the chop (grrah) Jah Woo, he came with a knock (like, what?) And if Dee in the spot, that's a billion shots (grrah, grrah) Up first, no hesitation Dot on his noggin, we making 'em famous Like, she a baddie, she loving my fragance She a- she a thottie, throw it in rotation (boom) Somebody tell me why he sound like a bitch more than Jenny? Since they dissin', it's about to get heavy I might be on Chester posted wit' the Jetty (damn) Like, I might slide with 30 in the clip And when I leave, I bet this shit be empty They wanna talk money? Nigga, I got plenty This .40 gone bark, it's sounding like confetti (boom, boom, boom) Like, if I hop out this car, I'ma spark 'em (oh) Stomach shot, I might parallel park 'em (oh) 13 in this rocket, Harden Put the dot on his head, I ain't missin' my target (grrah-grrah, bop) Huh, and when I'm off the 'erky I tell her don't fuck up my, "Don't fuck up my vibe" And they man's keep dying, they don't go and pick up a gun They just go in the stu' and they cry (bitch) In the party, I'm not havin' fun (oh) Like, thinkin' 'bout usin' my gun (oh) I'm tryna spot me a - (oh) Like, I'm tryna make me a blunt (like, what?) You gon' tell them the truth? Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu' (stu') Stomp-stomp, that shit was cute Why do they cap 'bout the shit that they do? In the booth, and there's Wock' in my cup (Wocky) Like, got two thots, I don't know who to rump (I don't know who to what?) Thot-thot bitch, shake it, for some Runtz Dissin' on my - (she gon' shake it) she feelin' the gun (grrah) Like grrah, my shit don't got no safety Bro rock 'em to sleep like a baby (rock 'em to sleep) All of my-, all of my opps be dyin' (they dyin') Shit crazy, I laugh on the daily In the-, in the spot, see a baddie with motion I'm tryna dive in that ocean Keepin' it P, I don't got no emotion Want no baby, I hit with a Trojan In the party, sippin' Casamigos (casa, casa) Might switch it and pour up the Henny (pour up the Henny) Thoo-thooties askin', "Where is Jenny?" (Where is Jenn?) Told 'em, "She gon' be here in like 20" Two-, two thots, and they both twins Like, I'm tryna go for the win (go for the dub) Strike her down, like a pin Liquor drippin', down her chin (she a thot) She in the party, with the Barbies I'm wit' the steppers, the fuck is a Ken? (The fuck is a Ken?) Like, fuck it might kick it to - Like, fuck I want her and her friend (damn, damn) In the party, I'm not havin' fun (oh) Like, thinkin' 'bout usin' my gun (oh) I'm tryna spot me a - (oh) Like, I'm tryna make me a blunt (like, what?) You gon' tell them the truth? Like, they got beat and went straight to the stu' (stu') Stomp-stomp, that shit was cute Why do they cap 'bout the shit that they do?
Writer(s): Jennifer Oghenekevwe Akpofure, Olatunde Fasheun, Tony Zimmerman, Zaire Rivera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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