Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chuckyy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Davis
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Magic
Producer
Tapekid
Producer
DJ Bandz
Producer
Lyrics
Bath, Bath, Bath
Gang (It's not magic, but it looks magical)
Rrrt Rrrt!
Bath (DJ BANDZ)
Uh, bury me with my drac, and 10 racks in each pocket, it was just free 40
Uh, get on the [shoulder], then jakes tryna get behind me, know we gon' get on the [shoulder?] with it
My shordy bounce out and [strike?] shit down, with the G-Lock, he like bowling with it
Uh, and none of my **** ain't fucking around, tryna troll and end up choking ****
Me and my **** walk around, chop in a Nike tech, you got yo' shit in a holster ****
Tryna push on bath, we push yo' shit back .22 leave shit wide open ****
Crack the scores in half, sum' just like KitKat, in the 'Raq ain't no loafin' ****
Why you speak on bath, know you ain't with that, boy we leave shit smokin' ****
Tss, roll that dope up, all these **** dyin'
Them bullets get to flyin'
Know them mommas get to cryin'
**** runnin', and trippin', and stumblin'
4nick bake shit just like muffins
We spin the BP trucks in
And it's still like 300 plus in
We don't smell like za', it's musty
I'ont wanna fuck that bitch, she bussin'
Spin down this block, we all clutchin'
When Chuckyy start, he don't stop dumpin'
Every **** that be talkin' wild n that, see me and start Forrest Gumpin'
These **** wanna beat? the bloodbaths, but can't see us in nothing
Woo
**** can’t see us in nothing
Gang **** gang
See if they win or lose against us
Foenem grave, on bro
Written by: Charles Davis