Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Quice
King Quice
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquice Wiliams
Marquice Wiliams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Sullivan
Jon Sullivan
Engineer
Gibbo
Gibbo
Producer

Songtexte

Quice will be great and you know it Get em, get em Two Rollie's on your wrist will make you tik tok Niggas shook and out of shape while I'm in tip top All this water on the kid will make you drop drop Twelve looking for a chance to make the wrist lock Seen them plotting so I turned them to Bin Laden Gave you blood, gave you war, what you wanted If you're betting on me put it all in If you're betting on me put it all in Put it all on me I can give you everything you want and need GOD called on me That's why I let all his blessings fall on me Knew there was no loving from the get go I will not hesitate to let go Tailor made, had to learn to make it fit though I was shining I made shit look like a disco Shining, you know I was shining I was shining, way before the diamonds I was getting money, I was stacking to the ceiling Trying to hit a million Changing so many colors look like a chameleon Said she wanna feel a nigga so I let her feel it Gave her what she want and now she all up on her feelings I ain't going back, ain't trying to put her on the map I got to leave her where she's at Two Rollie's on your wrist will make you tik tok Niggas shaking and out of shape while I'm in tip top All this water on the kid will make you drop drop Twelve looking for a chance to make the wrist lock Seen them plotting so I turned them to Bin Laden Gave you blood, gave you war, what you wanted If you're betting on me put it all in If you're betting on me put it all in If you're betting on me baby let me know Before I make it go I came from the bottom yeah I came from down below Straight out of the matrix yeah I'm finessing the code Kill or be killed, that's the only motto I know And you know it followed me, I will make her follow me If we talking top picks then you know I hit the lottery Not to switch the topic but these haters never bother me I kill em all, kill em all, like I'm Rambo got a lot of ammo if you Want smoke I can give you want you want not a Thing to me cause' I do this on the daily These days I won't ever let them faze me Not plan A it's time for plan B Make room, parachute because I'm landing Know some friends who ain't blood but they're family GOD is good, look at like and this can't be Blackjack Put it on the map All facts No cap
Writer(s): Marquice Wiliams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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