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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Scarr
Big Scarr
Vocals
Drvmlord
Drvmlord
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Woods
Alexander Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drvmlord
Drvmlord
Producer

Letra

You hear this shit, nigga I ain't gotta say too much (Drvmlord) So Icey Uh, let's go (gang) Woah (woah) Woah (woah), woah (woah), let's go (let's go) Woah (woah), uh Woah (woah), woah (woah), let's go (let's go) Uh (uh), woah (woah) Pour a four, got me feelin' fantastic (fantastic) Might flood my other wrist with a Patek (with a Patek) Same nigga hide loads in the attic (hide loads in the attic) Ask the hood, they'll tell you I ain't cappin' (I ain't cappin') Real life, nigga, I ain't just rappin' (nah, I ain't just rappin') Free the gang, nigga, fuck what happened (nigga, fuck what happened) Naw, for real Hop on the beat and I walk (I walk) Ask about me, they gon' tell you that boy goin' off (that boy goin' off) I put the cash in the vault (in the vault) Designer fabric my jeans, yeah, you know this shit cost (you know this shit cost) VVS teeth when I floss (when I floss) I take the pack 'cross the world, bet I still get it off (I still get it off) Hit the gas, hear the exhaust (the exhaust) I took some L's, but I came back on top as a boss (I'm a boss) Uh, woah (woah) Young nigga get paid, I feel like I'm Dolph (I feel like I'm Dolph) 20 floors up with your bitch in a loft (with your bitch in a loft) Dirty lil' boy, when you finna cross? (Know you throw a cross) These niggas copy, they love stealin' sauce (they stealin' the sauce) Proud to see niggas do shit I was taught (woah) Talk down on my name, they stay droppin' salt (let's go) Go get to the bag, keep my name out your mouth Young nigga came up, I'm straight from the South Catch him outside, I ain't shootin' no house (nah) Diamonds on me, water wet like a fountain (wet like a fountain) I just might go meet the plug in the mountains (meet the plug in the mountains) Two bitches with me, I call that a sandwich (call that a sandwich) Fuckin' for hours, I guess that I'm mannish (guess that I'm mannish) I know y'all think a lil' nigga fell off (woah, woah) I'm still makin' plays in the field like I'm Randy V.I.P. section, my diamonds, they dancin' I want the bitch if she bougie and fancy (on God) Booty too small, told the doctor enhance it I done came up and these niggas can't stand it Uh, yup, try to take somethin', off the rip, bitch, I'm blammin' (on God) These niggas pussy, they sweeter than candy (on God) I drop a pack on a ho, make her land it Uh (on God), woah (on God) Pour a four, got me feelin' fantastic (fantastic) Might flood my other wrist with a Patek (with a Patek) Same nigga hide loads in the attic (hide loads in the attic) Ask the hood, they'll tell you I ain't cappin' (I ain't cappin') Real life, nigga, I ain't just rappin' (nah, I ain't just rappin') Free the gang, nigga, fuck what happened (nigga, fuck what happened) Naw, for real Hop on the beat and I walk (I walk) Ask about me, they gon' tell you that boy goin' off (that boy gettin' off) I put the cash in the vault (in the vault) Designer fabric my jeans, yeah, you know this shit cost (you know this shit cost) VVS teeth when I floss (when I floss) I take the pack 'cross the world, bet I still get it off (I still get it off) Hit the gas, hear the exhaust (the exhaust) I took some L's, but I came back on top as a boss (I'm still a big boss) Woah, let's go Bitch-ass nigga Ayy, this shit too easy This shit off the top, walk 'em down Walk the beat down Woah, woah, let's go
Writer(s): Alexander Woods, Brian Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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