म्यूज़िक वीडियो

म्यूज़िक वीडियो

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Issac Mccoy
Issac Mccoy
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Lucas
Benjamin Lucas
Songwriter
Issac Mccoy
Issac Mccoy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SoloGoinBrazy
SoloGoinBrazy
Producer

गाने

All of dee **** they fake and they snake
And they really pretend to be somebody else
Keep it a hunned' my **** gon' run it
They making a living from being they-self
Drugs in my body
I’m fighting my demons
I’m fighting depression
I fuck up my health
I never co-signed a ****
Or put on a ****
Pretend to be somebody else
Drugs in my body
Can’t keep it together
They say we love you
Bitch I ain’t Lil Tecca
**** gon' fold
We applying that pressure
The B.E.T.T.R. gang **** we never gon' let up
Best in the chat
But my **** not saying it
Ain’t pillow talking
Bitch watch who you laying wit'
I got 4 albums right now
That I’m playing wit'
Dee bitches dirty
I can’t do relationships
(Yea)
Hol up
Whole lotta money right now
Big pockets
Whole lotta tapes right now
Might drop it
9 Or 10 bitches
Lil bitch I got options
**** be stealing my flow
No adoptions
Swear Izzy gon' blow it
Said fuck all the boxing
Bitches don’t like me
They say dat I’m toxic
DMV 410
Lil bitch I’m poppin'
All of dee **** they fake and they snake
And they really pretend to be somebody else
Keep it a hunned' my **** gon' run it
They making a living from being they-self
Drugs in my body
I’m fighting my demons
I’m fighting depression
I fuck up my health
I never co-signed a ****
Or put on a ****
Pretend to be somebody else
Bitch wanna write me a check and I’m checkin' it
I need them flawless baguettes on my necklaces
I need the drip
And the sauce wit' them vetemants
My **** totin'
Dey shootin' like veterans
Please do not play wit em
Don’t wanna let em in
None of these bitches
Dey don’t wanna let em in
Stack up these riches
Lil **** I’m telling em
Call up on booda
Lil **** he selling it
All my **** at the front door
See a ****
Threw the peep-hole
Shoot a **** like a free throw
Hit a bitch
Bad freak hoe
All my **** really wit the shits
All my **** knowin' what it is
Got like seven baddies in a crib
Pull up on me you know where I live
Pull up wit tecks
And dey blam
I got ya bitch in a trance
All of my diamonds
Dey' dance
Dee hoes ain't gettin' a chance
Smoking
We fuck up the van
Pop at ya door
Like a cam
Jump in
I bang at ya mans
All of my **** keep blams
Bread falling out my pockets
That's Benjamin's
Shoot a **** up
Join
Bet he gettin' hit again
Iced out watch and a **** stay vigilante
Shordy giving brain in the back
And I'm wit' it den
Counting all this money
And my **** get dividends
Money bring problems and a **** don't need it
Pull up on blocks and my **** gon bleed it
**** ride waves
**** need to be seated
Written by: Benjamin Lucas, Issac Mccoy
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