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INTERPRÉTATION
EST Gee
EST Gee
Rap
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
George Stone III
George Stone III
Paroles/Composition
Jeffrey Lynn Jones
Jeffrey Lynn Jones
Paroles/Composition
Aaron Butler
Aaron Butler
Paroles/Composition
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Paroles/Composition
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Paroles/Composition
Mark Nikolaev
Mark Nikolaev
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
FOREVEROLLING
FOREVEROLLING
Production
Flex On The Beat
Flex On The Beat
Production
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Production
Marko Lenz
Marko Lenz
Production
Johngotitt
Johngotitt
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
DJ Ryno
DJ Ryno
Ingénierie de mixage

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If not me, then who? (Flex on that beat, hol' up) If not me, then who? She don't got no room for no shit (FOREVEROLLING) I get to takin' shit too far soon as I feel played Submitting the easiest way to avoid it, now a deal's made Loyal until yo' graves, money spent and bills paid Before I made a platinum song, I had to meal save I got it all but lost my dawg, so I don't feel great But I don't show it anyway, it might not still change Hop out, RR stands for Rolls-Royce, not for no lil' Range I watched 'em throw dirt on my boy, it made me feel strange Prob'ly why I'm tryna kill 'em off, ain't 'bout no steel cage Ain't fuckin' with us, want they slingo dance and everything Big boss slipped away Think I'll let her keep the change, I don't love, but we can trade This shit's a revenge thing, courtesy of Kanye If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' 'bout no room No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true 'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' bout no room No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true 'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal I guarantee that you don't want me on that with you No funny shit, no cutting loose, just fucking every blue moon He just died, is you cool? Don't know if it's too soon Bills ain't gon' knock big dude, just let me know you need me to come through And I got you, this ain't no image, this how I'm living, so fuck how I'm viewed Just asked my city, I'm real-real living, so I shoot his moms, too And I run it and pick it, anywhere he get it shoot-outs and drive-throughs I'ma slide, breakin' loose Switches, switches, Dracs too, he must've been garage plannin' Must've thought he could dodge it, he gettin' it, lost his noggin A killer without a conscience I promise the numbest Red Zone's finest, miss me with that nonsense If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' 'bout no room No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true 'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal If not me, then who? Ain't trippin' bout no room No, "He say, she say" shit, just better not be true 'Cause I'ma take it personal, I'ma take it personal
Writer(s): George Stone, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Mark Nikolaevich Nikolaev, Aaron Butler, Jerrey Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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