Vídeo musical
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skooly
Performer
Kazarion Fowler
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Bardwell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Christopher McLellan
Mixing Engineer
Quay Global
Producer
Letras
Cook that shit up, Quay
Fuck that lil' boy shit, I'm bossing, ho
Ran out the house right after the shower
You could've caught a cold
I'm glad I caught you, I would've caught you cold
Condo big as a home, you should've brought your folks
Clean as baby, high as a patient, I should've taught you more, uh
Sipping on maple, purple like raven, I'm talking Baltimore, uh
Mozzy squat taught, AP rocked up (AP rocked up)
Hit all my opps up, uh
They done got washed up, uh
I'm sipping red, red, red, I gotta walk up
I got Grape homies, nigga, screaming "Watts up?"
Know they heard everything a nigga said, I probably taught you dawg
I put some money on top his head, I could've bought you dawg
Ahh, bought you dawg
I put some money on top his head (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put some money on top his head (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So everyone solid, huh?
But I can't count on one
I done meet all my brain dawg, that shit ain't talm bout none
I can't even ride your wave dawg, niggas ain't talm bout none
Whip, chains, slave dawg, ran off got me one
Drip harder than yours bro, kicks are Dior
Fuck that lil' boy shit, I'm bossing, ho
Ran out the house right after the shower
You could've caught a cold
I'm glad I caught you, I would've caught you cold
Condo big as a home, you should've brought your folks
Clean as baby, high as a patient, I should've taught you more, uh
Sipping on maple, purple like raven, I'm talking Baltimore, uh
Mozzy squat taught, AP rocked up (AP rocked up)
Hit all my opps up, uh
They done got washed up, uh
I'm out the bed on my meds
Who you gone stop, huh?
I got Crip homies in Four Seasons screaming 'Watts'
Heard everything a nigga said like the feds
I know you talking dawg
And a young nigga still getting that bread, I could've bought you dawg
Ahh bought you dawg
I put some money on top his head (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put some money on top his head (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So everybody got it (Everybody got it)
So ain't nobody broke no more (Ain't nobody broke)
How could you lie on my faith dawg?
I don't want to joke no more
Niggas ain't solid these days, dawg
I can't rock with one
I done had to change my ways dawg
Now I got the gwop, it's on
Drip, I got this shit on
Amir kicks, off-white V-long
Fuck that lil' boy shit, I'm bossing, ho
Ran out the house right after the shower
You could've caught a cold
I'm glad I caught you, I would've caught you cold
Condo big as a home, you should've brought your folks
Clean as baby, high as a patient, I should've taught you more, uh
Sipping on maple, purple like raven, I'm talking Baltimore, uh
Mozzy squat taught, AP rocked up (AP rocked up)
Hit all my opps up, uh
They done got washed up, uh
Writer(s): Kazarion H. Fowler, Christopher N'quay Rosser
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