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Musikvideo
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mgm Lett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malcolm Lett
Songwriter
Anthony Demeico McCoy Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A.N.T.
Producer
Songtexte
(This one ride right here, ayy)
(Woah) I had to realize I was bigger than I thought I was
(No) ****, I ain't gon' respect you 'til you respect yourself, ****
I'm him, don't do that
I'm an all- American, but you know trappin be my best sport
Move anywhere I want, I got that fire, don't need no escort
Profit 70 off one play, safe to say that was my best work
Wanna run you off some pape? Well, ****, listen to this next verse
Stay low down to the ground until it get you up the top
Get that pape, they try to take, then **** hit you up, a opp
When you scoring bags , that's really the only time you should be shopping
When You get up, make sure it's stuck up on them fuck **** that pop it
**** gon' hate to see that
I put in blood, sweat, and tears, that's what it take to be that
The DA judge talkin' years, you know I gave that shit back
Short hair, brown skin, bitch, she get her Monica on
Fresh out of jail, still makin' plays with my monitor on
That strap is so tight on my leg, it got my ankles swole
This state case supposed to been a fed, so I'm thankful though
I turned up, all my bitches know that my lil' baby's spoiled (she's spoiled)
Got so much game, she say I'm slicker than some baby oil (that's some oil)
Ayy, say, them lil' loses come with the game
(Don't trip) and every **** have they season
(For real) just pay attention, 'cause everything happen for a reason
(For real) don't dwell on it, you can get it back as long as you breathin'
Can't no **** make me choose sides
been gave back to my city so many giveaways and school drives (school drives)
I can be so evil, but I always show my cool side (my cool side)
Got a **** left that still ain't rep when that dude die
Let's get back to that money talk, keep yo' face clean (face clean)
These **** trippin', out here sippin' all that fake lean (fake lean)
The way I'm ballin', I might have to get some Bigen (some Bigen)
I sell 'em whole, but I used to be the break king (I'm an all- American)
But you no trappin be my best sport
Move anywhere I want, I got that fire, don't need no escort
Profit 70 off one play, safe to say that was my best work
Wanna run you up some paper, ****, listen to this next verse
Stay low down to the ground until it get you up the top (get you to the top)
Get that paper, they try to take the ****, hit you up a opp (hit you up a opp)
When you scorin' bags, that's really the only time you should be shocked
When you get up, make sure it stuck up on them fuck **** and pop it
Written by: Anthony Demeico McCoy Jr, Malcolm Lett