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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Fourteen Hongmahasek
Fourteen Hongmahasek
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Tony Son
Tony Son
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
AyeFourteen
AyeFourteen
Producer
Richie Souf
Richie Souf
Producer
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Recording Engineer

Letras

Shit, I love Guwop though Zuwop, 'cause I'm a big Z Ya heard me? Know what I'm sayin'? Shoutout to Gucci, I think that's my dad You know, I was just jerkin' (I just told Richie we rich) Been said, "Whoopty-woop, whoopty-woop" I was like, "Bet, " though I was lyin' When them bullets had came my way, I say, "I bet Kodak ain't dyin'" We put murders backwards after, we turned red rum to wine I'm that nigga that smack all the smackers so I'm the biggest stepper, five-five I'm a hot boy, my bitch the coldest, yeah, opposite attract You got one time to raise your voice in here then I'ma get the strap I've been chasin' that boy like a fly 'round the house But eventually, I'll get him clapped All I ever had was the trap I ain't have me no dad, so I got off my dick, yeah, I jacked I've been true to this from the jump (uh-huh) When I do it, consider it done (mm-hmm) Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one On point like I'm a dot I'll swap me a body for a swap Put a bag right on his top I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart Beat the pot like it's beatin' for the dope Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho I'm a Z but I'm P for sure I've been lowkey, she a swoop Need Codeine with lil' boo And I know she cheatin' too But I ain't finna love foolproof I triple crossed them 'cause I seen it was planned They tried to count me out, must didn't know how to count Told her ring up, and didn't know the amount Expensive new fabrics I couldn't even pronounce (it's Gucci) No gun policy, stick in the party Hope nobody gets out of their body Got his self hurt, he was full of that molly (damn) We ain't even wanna have to kill nobody (woah, ooh) Ridin' down Ocean like Fast and the Furious (Gucci) Caught me red-handed, can't crank up the jury (damn) Your boss is a pussy, your artist so scared (pussy) Just a matter of time 'fore they take all your jewelry These young niggas, they done made killin' a sport They're brazen, they'll take a switch to New York So crazy, kill a pig, turn him to pork I hope they don't try to get my lyrics in court (it's Gucci) I've been true to this from the jump When I do it, consider it done Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one On point like I'm a dot I'll swap me a body for a swap Put a bag right on his top I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart Beat the pot like it's beatin' for the dope Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho I'm a Z but I'm P for sure I've been lowkey, she a swoop Need Codeine with lil' boo And I know she cheatin' too But I ain't finna love foolproof Man, I got juice but I want the lean I'm smokin' deuce, I pour green And I got boot but not on my feet What did I do? Caresha, please, baby Bought you a Ring Pop to be funny I'll take you to case now if you like it Give my Pomeranian puppy a Russian I brought this lil' beautiful bitch to the ugly And I'm King Snipe and I came tucked Yeah, I came tight, you ain't gettin' none Miami nights, fuckin' in the club Shakin' with the dice, they don't really bluff I made a way, it's only us Niggas hatin' on me much All I did was run it up I've been true to this from the jump (uh-huh) When I do it, consider it done (it done) Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one (I'm one) On point like I'm a dot I'll swap me a body for a swap (uh-huh) Put a bag right on his top (your heart) I got murder all in my eyes, you see it It's torture in my heart (it's there) Beat the pot like it's beatin' for the dope Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho I'm a Z but I'm P for sure (uh-huh) I've been lowkey, she a swoop (a swoop) Need Codeine with lil' boo (she bad and bougie) And I know she cheatin' too But I ain't finna love foolproof Follow Lildp on ig:lil.dp1
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Tony Son, Bill Kapri, Fourteen Hongmahasek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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