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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Falcons
Falcons
Performer
Young Thug
Young Thug
Performer
Alain Macklovitch
Alain Macklovitch
DJ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randolph Williams
Randolph Williams
Songwriter
Alain Macklovitch
Alain Macklovitch
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Michael Graham
Michael Graham
Songwriter
Kevin & Vincent
Kevin & Vincent
Songwriter
Robert Davis III
Robert Davis III
Songwriter
David Macklovitch
David Macklovitch
Songwriter
Niels Kirk
Niels Kirk
Songwriter

Songtexte

Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo! Oh, oh, oh, oh A-Trak, woo! Oh, oh, oh, oh Thugger, woo! Baby, woo, woo, uh Tell me you gon' ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride) Tell me you gon' die for me (you gon' die) Tell me you gon' die by what you live for (live for) Tell me you gon' ride for me (tell me you gon' ride for me, ride) Tell me you gon' fire on a bitch, baby These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah) Catch a murder case, then skip states with him Bet, bet, nigga leakin' on his sheets (pow, pow) That's the shit I get when I get (when I get that) Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip) Tell me where's the logic in... Bustin' a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa Livin' like a dork, fuck a geek You don't gotta work no more (work no more) You can go get everything you see (everything about that) I was just was chillin' with your bitch And I went on and cut the chase and told Her, "Suck a nigga's dick or somethin'" (SANDOS) I was 17 and I was gettin' it like a fuckin' ball player Then I took care all my kids for somethin' (big shit) Big player, I'ma pop into the end zone (yeah) Good lookin', she gon' chew it like some bubblegum I'ma spend a lot of money 'cause it's more to come (money) I was havin' zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah) Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back) Tell me when I cash out (hah) Tell me why you ran from my mama Yeah yeah, you know I ain't scared of That (you know I ain't scared of that) These bitches know a nigga ballin' (ballin') And you know we playin' with these bands (playin' with them bands) Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin' (ah, ah, ah) My lil' nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan) Big dawg shit off the rip Big bag make a nigga limp (blat) Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat) You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud) Little red robbin' nigga, do it (do it) Little red ridin' in the hood nigga (hood) Pablo got me chokin' on that good (good) And you can't do it better than he could (could) Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped Trap boomin' like I'm ISIS nigga, big bomb Whole lotta shit, that's what your bitch need, no Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah) Whole lotta money got these bitches changin' minds Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear) Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch) Bitch, don't you trip, don't you make a fuckin' sound Tell me you gon' ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride) Tell me you gon' die for me (you gon' die) Tell me you gon' die by what you live for (live for) Tell me you gon' ride for me (tell me you gon' ride for me, ride) Tell me you gon' fire on a bitch, baby These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah Catch a murder case, then skip states with him 24hrs Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt) Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn) She said, "Twenty, boy, you don't care" (You don't care) Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling) TYO my mothafuckin' blood brother (blood brother) Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up) Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50) Pullin' up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey) VVS diamonds like a chandelier Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it Money stacked tall, it's not little (sheesh) She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little... beast" I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn) I'ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling) Sippin' on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler) Only measure money with a ruler (ruler) "Twenty, you been on my mind A-Trak, you been on my mind Thugger, you been on my mind" Hello!, pussy really call my line You should really call my line You been on my mind You should really call my line You been on my mind You should really call my line You been on my mind Hello!, you should really call my mind Tell me you gon' ride for me Tell me you gon' die for me (you gon' die) Tell me you gon' die by what you live for (you live for) Tell me you gon' ride for me (ride) Tell me you gon' fire on a bitch, baby These niggas fake like a display Catch a murder case, then I skip states Catch a murder case, then I skip states You been on my mind Oh, you been on my mind Oh, you been on my mind Oh, you been on my mind Oh, you should really call my line Oh, you should really call my line Oh, you should really call my line Oh, you should really call my line
Writer(s): Alain Macklovitch, Robert Davis, David Macklovitch, Jeffery Williams, Kevin Vincent, Nieks Kirk, Michael Oatman, Ronald Spencer Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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