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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bobby Shmurda
Bobby Shmurda
Vocals
Ty Real
Ty Real
Vocals
Keyon Harrold
Keyon Harrold
Horn
Jasson Harrold
Jasson Harrold
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ackquille Pollard
Ackquille Pollard
Songwriter
Tyler D. Smith
Tyler D. Smith
Songwriter
Keyon Harrold
Keyon Harrold
Songwriter
Michael Clervoix III
Michael Clervoix III
Songwriter
Todd L. Smith
Todd L. Smith
Songwriter
Esteban "Cito" Crandle
Esteban "Cito" Crandle
Songwriter
Rashad Alexander Johnson
Rashad Alexander Johnson
Songwriter
Aaron Michael Rogers
Aaron Michael Rogers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ty Real
Ty Real
Recording Engineer
Sha Money XL
Sha Money XL
Producer
The Breed
The Breed
Producer
Anthony Daniel
Anthony Daniel
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I went to worldwide nigga from the block I was fuckin' with some tools (I was fuckin' some BLAW!) Now I'm a worldwide nigga from the block And I'm fuckin' with some jewels (I be fuckin' with some) I'm a worldwide nigga On the block, I was moving six to twos (I was moving six to twos, nigga) The whole world know Bobby They don't wanna meet the nigga Chewy true Trap digits, crack picture I was pack flippin' Cash gettin', mad different I was fast living Mama always told me 'bout my bad living Now days niggas say I act different But fuck a case, my niggas still pack Smith &'s And fuck the J's, my niggas do bag flippin' And if they blowin' gray, my niggas gon' clash with 'em Shoot ops broad day, my niggas is mad with it Goon nigga, wroom nigga Here come chewy, you better move nigga, move quicker Oh, let me tell you 'bout that lose nigga, crew nigga Robbin' niggas at the school, nigga First I check yo pockets, then yo homies, and you boom nigga Boom nigga, let's go to war, let see you crew thicker Shoot quicker, I run around with a few niggas You niggas know 'bout my shmurders, we will move niggas Fool niggas, keep playin' wild like the school, nigga So play with mines, we gon' leave you on the news, nigga They askin' why chewy shot him on the [?] nigga Wasn't they friends? Man, I thought them boy's cool, nigga But in the end, you ain't really know the truth, nigga (He ain't know) He is talkin' to the woop, nigga (He ain't know) Woop nigga, woop woop Woop nigga, woop woop Woop nigga, woop woop
Writer(s): Michael Clervoix, Ackquille Pollard, Tyler Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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