Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hood 6a6y
Hood 6a6y
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yaven Mannie Mauldin
Yaven Mannie Mauldin
Lyrics
Khamrin Walker
Khamrin Walker
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Teej Made It
Teej Made It
Producer

Lyrics

(Hey, get in here, TeeJ Made It)
(Make a play off the phone nd im finna cut up)
(Ay, ay)
(Go get em)
Make a play off the phone nd I'm finna cut up
All off the trap 50 bands ain't enough (ain't enough)
Two bands on the fit, one band on the cup
I really don't think that I popped it enough (enough)
(I really don't think that I popped it enough)
And I know I ain't done
Wait till I pop out the back with the cup and the drum (the drum)
And it's to late to run 7.62 gone catch em a lung
Break on her heart, and I know that she done
She put on the black but it's straight to my palm (to my palm)
I know that I live to the hype
Don't even try to come fight (don't do it)
I up the blicky and he losing his life
Now it's time to bend back, and we going through the night
I done upped on the play, 'cause it ain't going right
Life on the line, and I ain't thinking twice
You done played your cards, you done rolled your dice (roll it)
I know that you think that this shit real nice
I remember them days I couldn't catch a flight
I stayed out the way, and then just took time
Can't love on the hoe, and I know that she lyin
Chop on the hoe, she gonna scream like she dyin
Ay (no), no Simon, she do what I say (do what I say)
I wake up and go get me a plate (a plate)
It's that three trying to pull me a J (a three ball)
Need a fish, so I'm riding with some bait (some bait)
Clip got bananas, I'm riding with some apes (some apes)
My bitch ain't no stripper, but she got a pole (a pole)
Just like a stop sign, I stay on the road
Get too close to my cuban, you might catch a cold (a cold)
Reach for my cuban, I'm snatching your soul (I'm in)
Shawty thinkin' a cutie, still pass to the bro (she think)
What's that? Just got in the seat (in the seat)
Hit that ass till the morning, she thinkin' some grits (she think)
No jiffy, but I'm in the mix (no jiffy)
No karate, but I'm havin' kicks
Used to shop at Ross, now I'm coppin' ricks
Try to jump in that bed and did a few tricks
Try to jump in that bed and went crazy (and went crazy)
If you wanna get rich, then you can't be lazy (huh-huh)
Doin' too much spendin' nd not enough savin' (and not enough savin')
Drop the deuce to that pervert, so the dog is a raven
Play and get shot your shit no grazin' (ain't popped)
I'm tryin' to fuck on your bitch, get your baby (get your baby)
I'm tryin' to borrow Coach Carter (Carter)
Sell all my Cougar and slaughter her daughter
Roll it plain, cart it charter
Shawty a squirter, creamer and farter
Me going broke, I bet my point
Win a J also, I'll buy me a horse
When I get rich as a bitch, Imma buy a Ferrari
Try to find the best, I'll call her arson
Catch me an opp and Imma Caitlin Clark 'em
Astronaut status, BA as a Martian (I'm a Martian)
Make a play off the phone nd I'm finna cut up
All off the trap 50 bands ain't enough (ain't enough)
Two bands on the fit, one band on the cup
I really don't think that I popped it enough (enough)
(I really don't think that I popped it enough)
Written by: Khamrin Walker, Yaven Mannie Mauldin
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