Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
Artistas intérpretes
Young Slo-Be
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Disean Victor
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Kiing Ty
Producción
Letra
[Intro]
(Kiing Ty made it)
[Instrumental]
Ayy (It's the gang)
[Chorus]
Beatin' up them ****' blocks, show 'em what them shoulders do
Yeah, they ball me Slo-Be, but I'm quicker to my gun
**** track stars, they don't fly, saw them **** run
Ooh-wee, **** ain't ready for combat
On a bitch, leave my press, she bring it all back
****, I need all trap
In the field for the cheese, it was a rat trap
Shit, at least I kinda know
The truth, ****, you ain't the homie, bro (Stop playin', cuddy)
[Verse 1]
I'm just tryna play stupid, ****, this ain't a dummy show
Pop you with this twenty-one, why the fuck think I'm finna show it?
Play brazy if you want, watch a **** blow it
Your bitch come empty-handed, now you know she blew it
Bitch broke down, uh-uh, shouldn't be doin' no choosin'
Puttin' Heady in front of my name because we do the shootings
****, **** steady losin'
Ayy, ayy, hell nah, I can't fall for it
**** steady rap cappin' because they life boring
Yeah, so keep watchin' us
Wanna play tag, ****? Come get your body touched
[Chorus]
Beatin' up them ****' blocks, show 'em what them shoulders do
Yeah, they ball me Slo-Be, but I'm quicker to my gun
**** track stars, they don't fly, saw them **** run
Ooh-wee, **** ain't ready for combat
On a bitch, leave my press, she bring it all back
****, I need all trap
In the field for the cheese, it was a rat trap
Shit, at least I kinda know
The truth, ****, you ain't the homie, bro (Stop playin', cuddy)
Written by: Disean Victor
