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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
9lokknine
9lokknine
Vocals
DzyOnDaBeat
DzyOnDaBeat
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacquavius Smith
Jacquavius Smith
Songwriter
Vasileios Papastathis
Vasileios Papastathis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DzyOnDaBeat
DzyOnDaBeat
Producer

Lyrics

Do what you gon' do, no crayola, it get violent My shooters real steppers, tip-toeing, move in silence (come on) Chewing on his teeth, molly's eating up his body (ey) He move or even look wrong, Lil Thirty spot him, pop him (grrw) Do what you gon' do, no crayola, it get violent (eyo) My shooters real steppers, tip-toeing, move in silence (ey, ne) Chewing on his teeth, molly's eating up his body (come on) He move or even look wrong, Lil Thirty spot him, pop him (grrw) Wait, I got him, I ain't sparing shit (ah, ah) Nah we ain't bowling, I'ma strike out like a bitch (come here, come on) Pistol toting and this glock do got a kick (eyo) Jaden Smith, Karate Kid, this bitch got kick (come on) No I don't gang bang, but I do bang bang (ey) Turn your wife beater swoop, oops blood gang (yeah, yeah) I ain't say a thing, catch an opp, leave a stain (come on, come on) I'm with the YJB with what the gang he claim (fuck) We don't know nothin', we don't show nothin' (at all) Question marks all 'round the moves, see who the ho huntin' (eyo) Janitor, we love them brooms, come and sweep up somethin' (come on) Fortis on the yellow school bus, you see me comin' (glock, glock) Ayy, he got to runnin', Forest Gump, I went to dump him (come here, come on) Ayy, it must be Easter, ain't no eggs but I be huntin' (eyo) Ain't talkin' rifles, coppin' semis and some Tommy's (glock, glock) Armed but fuck a vest, you need a helmet for ya skully (ey, ey) Ayy, I'm talkin' 'bout your Grapefruit, your cantaloupe (oh, yeah, your head) Ayy, your hammer head, watermelon, not your toe (okay, he gone) Green light, all my niggas we on go (okay, we on) Like some paper, I swear I won't never fold, yeah Do what you gon' do, no crayola, it get violent (eyo) My shooters real steppers, tip-toeing, move in silence come on) Chewing on his teeth, molly's eating up his body (ey) He move or even look wrong, Lil Thirty spot him, pop him (grrw) Do what you gon' do, no crayola, it get violent (eyo) My shooters real steppers, tip-toeing, move in silence (ey, ey) Chewing on his teeth, molly's eating up his body (come on) He move or even look wrong, Lil Thirty spot him, pop him (grrw)
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Vasileios Papastathis, Anthony Michael Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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