Συντελεστές
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BHM Pezzy
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Morgan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BHM Pezzy
Executive Producer
Στίχοι
Think they hate the fact I'm takin' off, Durango Hellcat
Desert Eagle, push that bitch until it break my nail back
Down to roll, sticks off, send that boy a care package
Pussy **** out here lookin', fake throwed, get 'em smacked
Draco treat that boy like a tangerine, peel him back
Ayy keep it real it ain't really 'bout the knife, it's who had stabbed your back
Get the judge and hit his head I seen the smoke come out the back
New Era, snapback, I seen the smoke come out his hat
She keep staring at me, I think shawty like how I get wicked
Westside, she got feelings for a thug, Jada Pinkett
Left eye, she don't want a scrub but I get money quickly
Don't try, beat his ass and work the glizzy in any city
Left pocket, blue check
No this ain't the bought one
Baby carbon with the green tips, they think it caught some
Ain't broke I took the Paper Route, PRE, the Dolph one
I ain't tripping 'bout her BBL if it the soft one
Roll the window down, slow down, I'm tryna me hit some for real
Them the **** that smacked my dog, I'm tryna blick me some for real
In that window with that blick like Malcolm X, bitch, we for real
Bunch of chains on, why fuck like Kunta Kinte out the field
Think they hate the fact I'm takin' off, Durango Hellcat
Desert Eagle, push that bitch until it break my nail back
Down to roll, sticks off, send that boy a care package
Pussy **** out here lookin', fake throwed, get 'em smacked
Draco treat that boy like a tangerine, peel him back
Ayy keep it real it ain't really 'bout the knife, it's who had stabbed your back
Get the judge and hit his head I seen the smoke come out the back
New Era, snapback, I seen the smoke come out his hat
Widebody, Hellcat look like a big ho from the back
Shoot the stick, it made me bounce like I'm in the car when it caught a flat
Hold up, pick it up, cock it back, lift it up, slide
For that cash money, it's OVO, it's a Drac', somebody died
Hit a lick, bought Off-White
Caught a freak ho off-site
Shawty tell, she fucked a lot of ****, got grip, her coochie tight
Caught him lackin', he was walkin', broke as hell, no pipe
Hit his head, he fell face first, his soul took flight, huh
I had took a loss but I had fell back and got right again
It hit different, when they tell you, "You will never see the light again"
Outside with the shooters, **** play, watch how I invite 'em in
Glock party, leave the spot with straight holes like we ain't invite 'em in
Think they hate the fact I'm takin' off, Durango Hellcat
Desert Eagle, push that bitch until it break my nail back
Down to roll, sticks off, send that boy a care package
Pussy **** out here lookin', fake throwed, get 'em smacked
Draco treat that boy like a tangerine, peel him back
Ayy keep it real it ain't really 'bout the knife, it's who had stabbed your back
Get the judge and hit his head I seen the smoke come out the back
New Era, snapback, I seen the smoke come out his hat
Written by: Gregory Morgan
