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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nicholas Craven
Nicholas Craven
Music Director
Boldy James
Boldy James
Lead Vocals
Roberto Viglione
Roberto Viglione
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Craven
Nicholas Craven
Songwriter
Boldy James
Boldy James
Lyrics
James Clay Jones III
James Clay Jones III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicholas Craven
Nicholas Craven
Producer
Roberto Viglione
Roberto Viglione
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Two, two, seven (Trap Trap, Trap) where we at? Jack God Let's get it I been had the notion (yeah), to stack up all my tokens (what else?) 'Cause all that broke shit rub off on you quicker than some lotion (uh-huh) Hear niggas talking all this goal shit, really ain't even focused (at all) The loudest nigga in the room to me he usually the brokest (ha) You never show devotion It was things that was said that was never 'posed to be spoken Bonds that was never meant to be broken Can't really remember a time when we ain't have no motion (can't remember) Been a shooter a long time but lately I been coaching (krrr) yeah (du, du, du) Can't really remember a time when we ain't have no motion (cha-ching) Been a shooter a long time (brrt) Let's get it (yeah) Don't even need a stylist Can't even vouch how homie rock 'cause he not even solid (it's blocks) He never been one hundro, he never was a real one (not at all) Got all these niggas in they feelings 'cause I'm touching millions (cha-ching) Wasn't for my children, I probably would have crashed (Jack God) Instead, I ran me up a bag and shot it to the net (keep touching) You know we trap for real (uh-huh) Hit the road trapping pills (gang) 10 bricks in a Jag truck, welcome to Jacksonville (skrt, skrt) What else? You know it's creature gang (aye) Won't never tell or speak a thing if they got me detained (it's blocks) I'm chewing, don't give no fuck about who niggas screwing (blockworks) Look at my sack you see LA just like a fucking Bruin (two, two, seven) Sipping them blaze (aye), with a whip full of rabbis Playing Soprano to the samples of Nicholas Craven (we the mafia) Grand piano, getting bricks from an Asian (what up Chuck) From Belvedere in East Warren and 6th and Stahelin I been had the notion (aye) To stack up all my tokens (yeah) 'Cause all that broke shit rub off on you quicker than some lotion (let's get it) Hear niggas talking all this goal shit, really ain't even focused (at all) The loudest nigga in the room to me he usually the brokest (fuck boy fresh) You never show devotion (aye) It was things that was said that was never 'posed to be spoken Bonds that was never meant to be broken (never) Can't really remember a time when we ain't have no motion (I can't remember) Been a shooter a long time but lately I been coaching One bad apple don't spoil the bunch, that's why it's only us Niggas be snaking but we got 'em in the Cobra Clutch (I-O-U) We clicking, my neck and wrist I keep that on a slush (Jack) They know we bricking, shhh, keep that shit on the hush It's up, I'm the big bully with the fully (the bully boys) Probably burnt more bridges than A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie (brrt) When all else fails, it's all hail to the Jack God (Bo Jackson) Running through the 6 with my woes like I'm Black Rob (six, four) Go crazy, from them M's Slim get shady Con-Creatures we the army nigga better yet a navy Rollie with the whiny face look like a fucking cry baby I'm the type to spin the drakie out a double five-eighty (brrt) Throw some D's on that chop, nickname it Mardi Gras Bang it like I'm Little Rock and I ain't talking Arkansas (lil' Bro) Brodie died a cold devil, I'm the angel rose from Hell (yeah) But with my rights I weigh my wrongs, you weigh my pain up on a scale I been had the notion (yeah) To stack up all my tokens (gang) 'Cause all that broke shit rub off on you quicker than some lotion Hear niggas talking all this goal shit, really ain't even focused (uh-uh) The loudest nigga in the room to me he usually the brokest (we locked in) You never show devotion (never) It was things that was said that was never 'posed to be spoken Bonds that was never meant to be broken (yeah) Can't really remember a time when we ain't have no motion (I can't remember) Been a shooter a long time, but lately I been coaching (this shit don't stop nigga) Yeah Can't really remember a time when we ain't have no motion (can't remember) Been a shooter a long time, let's get it What else?
Writer(s): James Clay Jones Iii, Nicholas Craven Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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