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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Herbo
G Herbo
Vocals
Yosohn
Yosohn
Vocals
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FAXONLY
Programming
Hollywood Cole
Hollywood Cole
Programming
Rowan
Rowan
Programming
Drtwrk
Drtwrk
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert E. Fairfax III
Robert E. Fairfax III
Composer
Kameron Cole
Kameron Cole
Composer
Michael Suski
Michael Suski
Composer
Walter Sigler
Walter Sigler
Composer
Carlos Edwardo Martin
Carlos Edwardo Martin
Composer
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FAXONLY
FAXONLY
Producer
Hollywood Cole
Hollywood Cole
Producer
Rowan
Rowan
Producer
Drtwrk
Drtwrk
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

Daddy gon' put you on some more songs This the-, this your-, this-, you produced this record right here Whatever he's about to produce, yeah Yeah Alright, it's my turn You got EP credits Okay, alright It's my turn I'm sorry, okay, alright Tell Granny you love her I love you Say "I love you", okay, I'm 'bout to give it to you, hol' on I love you Hahaha, okay, alright, love you Man, you niggas can't fuck with me, run with me, step, stomp with me I've been dolo in the streets, ain't never need no company And now I got a company, my money steep, but still discrete I roll with heat, you roll in threes, I throw up threes, I'm throwin' B's (up) And we got them B's up in the streets I seen niggas freeze up, up the Glock and I made niggas ease up Bitch, I rap this gangster shit because I live it, shot and I ain't up my pivot Most these niggas, they not with it, I can't feel it Fuck with me, if it's up, then it's stuck with me That's why they don't fuck with me, fuck with me I pull up, they think I brought some luck with me 'Cause my truck a buck 50 Plus another buck 50, buck 50, plus 50 Uh, I can't chill, I'm so fucked up, I can't feel I can't even go on no drills, 'cause I'm so up that I can't kill Tell the truth, I'm real, nigga, that's 'cause I'm a real nigga Alley-oop my lil' niggas, tell 'em to go spill niggas Niggas havin' hit records, how the fuck I'm still bigger? How the fuck I'm still richer? How the fuck I'm still livin'? Intuition made it this far off of quick decisions Like, do I let you bitches breathe or do I get to blickin'? And I've been maxin' out my speed, I need an intermission And I've been packin' up my jeans, 'cause I've been stackin' up my G's And I've been rackin' up my fees, I got the feds all on my dick I got my lawyers at my knees, got the world at my feet I got a trick still up my sleeves, all that shit stay on my mind Gotta stay up on my grind, so these problems, I don't need 'em And I'm dangerous, like a seizure, I'm ballin' like Ariza I'm in Prada, I'm in Neiman's, I don't call her, I don't need her You don't love her? I don't either, I just fuck her, I don't feed her When she out with you, can't speak to me, she stay with you, she sleep with me She mean to you, she sweet to me, she fuck with you, she sneak with me My life crazy, outrageous, mind racin', need a street Fuck with me (fuck with me) Fuck with me (fuck with me) Fuck with me (fuck with me) Fuck with me (fuck with me) Fuck with me (fuck with me) Fuck with me (fuck with me) They can't fuck with me (they can't fuck with me) But fuck with me (fuck with me) I think, do you want to go into the bath? Fuck with me (fuck with me) Fuck with me (fuck with me) Do you wanna go? Fuck with me (fuck with me) Fuck with me (fuck with me) And you wanna say there ain't nowhere They can't fuck with me (they can't fuck with me) But fuck with me (fuck with me) Nowhere, nowhere, go, and the king
Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, Michal Suski, Carlos Martin, Robert Elijah Fairfax Iii, Kameron Cole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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