Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
AZ
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jean Louis Pinot Pudour
Songwriter
Calvin Jones
Songwriter
Anthony Cruz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Goldfinga
Producer
Gucci Jones
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah son, I know you can hear me, man
Shit been crazy in the 'hood since that happened
But I found out the cat that did that, word to moms
I'ma see him in a minute, son, it's on
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at
Keep frontin', ****, showin' your Rollie, get your watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Got your block mapped and ain't afraid to push your top back
Fuck if you stay strapped, got the drop, it's hard to spray back
That's what you get when you borrow shit and never pay back
So ****, say that, frontin' like you can't lay flat
You a rat, plus you started this beef from way back
Cats you sit with even feel you on some flip shit
Thought I was twisted, beat that, been home since Christmas
Got the word where your bird live out in L.I
From this next bitch named Trish that sell line, bed-stuy
So ****, what now? Got the whole game fucked now
Who you trust now? See you tinted up your truck now
No need to backtrack, next time know who you blast at
For gettin' black-clapped, got your cousin killed in Nap-Nap
Now the streets know, nothin' left for us to keep low
Never sleep though, on point'll make a **** reach slow
Up in Brookdale, word my little man took twelve
Jagged hook shells, doctors claim it don't look well
Left his moms stressed, now it's time to bomb the projects
Teflon vest, four pounds could make your palms sweat
Put the word out, so vexed I even cursed your bird out
She don't deserve clout, flippin' with the cotton herb mouth
Up on Tapscott, me and Wop nickel gats cocked
The way we popped up, you shocked, **** made our backs flop
Broad daylight, y'all hustle fake and don't play right
Hold the shit with broken clips that spit but don't spray right
Closed cars and nights, hard to remember starvin' nights
**** startin' fights, NARCS in the dark, coke cloggin' pipes
Scarpin' whites, used to buy weight at bargain price
Now we scarred for life, targets dissolvin' slowly outta sight
All illin', navigatin', four-wheelin', alcohol spillin'
Marinatin' on your killin' like a contest
Losers fall, winner takes all, judges make calls
Kings stand behind the eight ball
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at
Keep frontin', ****, showin' your Rollie, get your watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Got your block mapped and ain't afraid to push your top back
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at
Keep frontin', ****, showin' your Rollie, get your watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Got your block mapped and ain't afraid to push your top back
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at
Keep frontin', ****, showin' your Rollie, get your watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Got your block mapped and ain't afraid to push your top back
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at
Keep frontin', ****, showin' your Rollie, get your watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Got your block mapped and ain't afraid to push your top back
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at
Keep frontin', ****, showin' your Rollie, get your watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Got your block mapped and ain't afraid to push your top back
Written by: AZ, Adu, Andrew Hale, Anthony Cruz, Calvin Jones, Jean Louis Pinot Pudour, Marty Hale, Stuart Matthewman

