Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Von
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dayvon Bennett
Songwriter
Desmond Darrel Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe La Porta
Mastering Engineer
Darrell Gregory Jackson
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Von
Huh? What? Huh?
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger
[Chorus]
I was a hot ****, I was tryna pop ****, I was tryna kill 'em (Boom, boom)
Now I'm gettin' money, got so much ice on me, I just be chillin' (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' change up just 'cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy
Nah, nah, nah. Boom, boom
Fuck **** act up (Who?), then his ass gettin' clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
I was a hot ****, I was tryna pop **** (Yeah), I was tryna kill 'em
Now I'm gettin' money, got so much ice on me (Yeah), I just be chillin'
I ain't gon' change up just 'cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Fuck, **** act up, then his ass gettin' clapped up
Better not come near me (Boom, boom)
You can take a **** out the streets (What?)
Can't take the streets out a **** (Nah)
You can make a **** super famous (What?)
But deep down, he still a killer (Yeah)
You can give a **** all that money
More choppers and poles for the gang (Uh-huh)
You see a potential investment (A what?)
We see a potential stain (On gang)
Only thing different, I'm checkin' a bigger bag, I'm rappin' and doin' shows (Rappin' and doin' shows)
But still I support the trenches, still be trappin' and shootin' poles (Still be trappin' and shootin' poles)
Plus, I can't forget my struggle (I can't)
Can't never forget where I came from (Uh-uh)
Won't never forget what made me (I won't)
Still snatchin' up souls like Shang Tsung (On gang)
[Chorus]
I was a hot ****, I was tryna pop ****, I was tryna kill 'em (Boom, boom)
Now I'm gettin' money, got so much ice on me, I just be chillin' (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' change up just 'cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy
Nah, nah, nah. Boom, boom
Fuck **** act up (Who?), then his ass gettin' clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
I was a hot ****, I was tryna pop **** (Yeah), I was tryna kill 'em
Now I'm gettin' money, got so much ice on me (Yeah), I just be chillin' (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' change up just 'cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Fuck **** act up, then his ass gettin' clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
[Verse 1]
****, we shoot shit for real (Uh)
Lack one time and your ass get killed (Boom, boom)
****, I just popped me a pill (Uh-huh)
First motherfucker get caught, boy, his ass gettin' nailed (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
**** be scared when I roll up (I know)
I'm the type to do a **** dirty, act like I don't know him (Boom, boom)
He ain't see it comin', so I had to show him (Boom, boom)
Run up on a crowd and just get to blowin' (Boom, boom, boom)
Never worked at no bar, but I throw shots (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
You can call me a pro at how good I blow Glocks (Yeah)
Got my whole hood on lock (Lock)
**** hatin', be the same ones get shot (Get shot)
And **** mad 'cause they ain't got what I got (Nah, nah, nah)
[Chorus]
I was a hot ****, I was tryna pop ****, I was tryna kill 'em (Boom, boom)
Now I'm gettin' money, got so much ice on me, I just be chillin' (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' change up just 'cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy
Nah, nah, nah. Boom, boom
Fuck **** act up (Who?), then his ass gettin' clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
I was a hot ****, I was tryna pop **** (Yeah), I was tryna kill 'em
Now I'm gettin' money, got so much ice on me (Yeah), I just be chillin' (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' change up just 'cause this fame stuff, I keep a glizzy (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Fuck **** act up, then his ass gettin' clapped up, better not come near me (Boom, boom)
Written by: Darrell Jackson, Dayvon Bennett