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Yung Dza
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edis Selmani
Songwriter
Jeffrey Mark Alexander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeffrey Alexander
Associate Producer
Nicholas Cavalieri
Mixing Engineer
Yung Dza
Producer
Letra
Yung Dza
Runnin' to the guap, I done ran into your thot
Foreigns out the lot, I done ran up a lot (bands, bands)
Pockets filled with knots, blicky filled with shots
Treesh's on my (treesh), made her eat the (cock)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
This straight water around my neck (bands)
Waterfall around my neck (waterfall around my neck)
Little bitch, I'm uppin' blickys, dumpin', know that's on my set
Made your treesha eat the dick up
She kept callin', dialin' my cell
My mindset since a youngin, if I want it, I'm gon' get it
Switch the drip up (drip, drip), they can't call what I'm gon' wear
Switch the whip up so when we spinnin', y'all can't tell
Hit your shit up, I get caught, then I'm gon' bail
Pick your bitch up, she send drum all in his jibs (treesh, treesh)
Runnin' to the guap, I done ran into your thot
Foreigns out the lot, I done ran up a lot (bands, bands)
Pockets filled with knots, blicky filled with shots
Treesh's on my (treesh), made her eat the (cock)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
ATL, I'm up in Icebox, bought some drip from Lenox (drip, drip, drip)
Treesh gon' eat me out my box just 'cause a nigga trendin' (oh yeah)
Chain swingin', diamonds dancin' on my fuckin' pendant (my pendant)
Totin' fifty-rounds, got tired of them lil' ol' extensions
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Watch her go berserk, shake that shit in circles
Work, work, work, work (bands, bands, bands)
Had to put that work in for everything I purchase
Runnin' to the guap, I done ran into your thot
Foreigns out the lot, I done ran up a lot (bands, bands)
Pockets filled with knots, blicky filled with shots
Treesh's on my (treesh), made her eat the (cock)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Writer(s): Edis Selmani, Jeffrey Alexander
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