Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Fat Trel
Fat Trel
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Martrel Reeves
Martrel Reeves
Autoría
Michael O'Brian
Michael O'Brian
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
BIG SLOPES WITH THE ALLEY HOOP
BIG SLOPES WITH THE ALLEY HOOP
Ingeniería
12Hunna
12Hunna
Producción
Atomix
Atomix
Producción
Big Slopes
Big Slopes
Ingeniería
JAKEOVA
JAKEOVA
Ingeniería
Kevin “No Credit” Spencer
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Hold up **** dick eating ion feel ****
Like a full time job not to kill ****
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing all the real ****
And **** know my name ion know ****
I orchestrated demonstration just to show ****
You ain't shot shit so you a hoe ****
Pulling six out the socks Blow, ****
Last kiss from your mama ****
While you in that casket a young dead bastard
Just listen to the pastor, he say its tragic
Taking pictures with them choppers But you never had
Let a **** kill Gleesh He couldn't fathom
Steady sippin Hennessy cause I got killer manners
Promise you don't want to see me with a bandana
Say fuck this rapping come and put you pussies on a platter
I stay to watch the body drop, blood splatter
Then go Home and fuck my wife and fucking laugh
With the feds in my business You ain't low, ****
You put it on the Internet I'm on parole, ****
And my appearance, the feds at my show, ****
We post to keep it in the streets you ain't slow, ****
So I laugh as I pluck another jack ash everyday
I'm all black, black mask
Hold up **** dick eating ion feel ****
Like a full time job not to kill ****
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing All the real ****
And **** know my name ion know ****
I orchestrated demonstration just to show ****
You ain't shot shit So you a hoe ****
Pulling six out the socks Bang, Blow, ****
You wasn't with me in that cell It was me and Foams
Catching bombs, making plays on the iPhone
And I seen your baby mother I know you need a loan
Yes, I suggest you bitches leave me alone
Tell Rakkah order bags got to make it last
Send his cash up, I put a killer on his ass
I'm in a hallway with Dog I ain't got a pass
It's me Turkey, Steph and Zo we looking for a blast
Cold blue call medical I bust a fan
White Runtz eating edibles I love to laugh
Light lunch that's a bowl while I'm smoking gas
I need all the brown paper from them brown bags
And I need to prosecutor a bitch to stand down
I can't leave my kids again bitch, I'm a man now
But **** try you so you don't understand now
Catch him walking down the street and lay that blam down
Hold up **** dick eating ion feel ****
Like a full time job not to kill ****
Judge gave me time how I deal with it
Still feel God blessing all the real ****
And **** know my name ion know ****
I orchestrated demonstration just to show ****
You ain't shot shit so you a hoe ****
Pulling six out the socks blow, ****
Written by: Martrel Reeves, Michael O'Brian
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