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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duke Deuce
Duke Deuce
Vocals
Foogiano
Foogiano
Vocals
Hitkidd
Hitkidd
Programming
YS Trakkz
YS Trakkz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patavious Isom
Patavious Isom
Songwriter
Anthony Lorenzo Holmes Jr.
Anthony Lorenzo Holmes Jr.
Songwriter
Brandon Henderson
Brandon Henderson
Songwriter
Kwame Khalil Brown
Kwame Khalil Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitkidd
Hitkidd
Producer
YS Trakkz
YS Trakkz
Producer
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Paulay
Paulay
Recording Engineer

गाने

(Young swagg) What the fuck you talkin' bout (Hoe) And we gone spend And we gone spin again and again QC nigga, 1017 (Hitkidd what do you mean?) Bih we gone spin (Spin) If they don't die we gone spin again and again (Hoe, what?) Me and Duke bang the same thang, boy we like twins (Gang, Woah) Take a nigga bih have a nigga drunker than that gin (Foo, yeah) And I'm an independent baby, nigga I was born to win (Ho, ho) Jump out in the water, I'm a shark, you can see my fins (Ho) Don't step to me I ain't ya partna', nigga I ain't ya kin (Foo, ho) Try that gutta shit and them gutta babies I'ma send (Ho) He a fake nigga, I can see through him like a lens (Ho) Trappin' and rappin', I was pistol packin' made it happen I had dem gutta babies in your attic (Ho) Nigga they gone bring me back the package (Ho) All of that ice (Ice, ice, ice, ice) know dat I gotta keep a pipe Boy on my mama nigga I ain't gone fight (Naw) Nigga try me I'ma take ya life (Boom) I lived in the trap, if it's my play I'll still call the cap (Fool) Nigga you broke as hell your pockets flat Finesser, I'm the greatest. that's a fact (Finesse) And I'm with the mob, (mob) I got Dukey riding in the back (Huh?) He tried to run, he hit him in the back, BOOM Now that nigga laying flat ho (Boom, boom, boom) I told them don't test me (Ho) Yeah it's the mayor preaching like the reverend (Ho) I want her first ain't never going second (Naw) And bih we gone spend if it's about that Fetty (Ho) And nigga you broke, yeah I spent a hundred at the dentist (Ice, ice, ice, ice) Pussy nigga ain't no competition (No) If that nigga start it, I'm gone finish (Ho) Bih we gone spin, (Spin, woo) If they don't die we gone spin again and again (Ho, thraah, what?) Me and Duke bang the same thang, boy we like twins (Gang, on GD Woah) Take a nigga bih have a nigga drunker than a gin (Foo, yeah) And I'm an independent baby, nigga I was born to win (Ayy-ayy, ho, ho) Jump out in the water, I'm a shark, you can see my fins (Ho, splash) Don't step to me I ain't ya partna' Nigga I ain't ya kin (Yeah-yeah, foo, ho) Try that gutta shit and them gutta babies I'ma send (hoe) He a fake nigga, I can see through him like a lens (Ayy-ayy ho) uh Me and Foogiano rep the same thang we Folks Playing with my bread nigga fuck around and get toast (Brrrt, brrrt) Bitch in a Honda 'bout to drop pounds in that hoe (Stuff that bitch) No hashtag but I'm straight poundin' ya hoe (Fuck that bitch) Wanna be mob, get plugged in Triple M mob we thuggin' She give me slob in your den Then she gon' say I'm her friend (Friend) I'm on your TV but I see 3D up in these lens (Woo) Pick up your freak-freak, hear a "Beep beep," Duke outside again Za packs but the streets in a drought (Drought) Watch out for your shit tapped (Tapped) Fuck rap gotta get to the trap (Trap) Yap Yap leave your head in your lap (Baa) Taught my daughter that this world is cold Call of Duty how we gettin' the loads Jubliee got my time froze (What da fuck) Spin again leave your trap full of hoes Spin, (Spin) If they don't die we gone spin again and again (Ho, Ayy-ayy, what?) Me and Duke bang the same thang, boy we like twins (Gang, GD, Woah) Take a nigga bih have a nigga drunker than a gin (Foo, Woo-hoo, yeah) And I'm an independent baby, nigga I was born to win (Woo-hoo, ho, ho) Jump out in the water, I'm a shark You can see my fins (Ho, gang, gang) Don't step to me I ain't ya partna' Nigga I ain't ya kin (Foo, woo, ho) Try that gutta shit and them gutta babies I'ma send (hoe ah hoo hoo) He a fake nigga, I can see through him like a lens (Gang, gang, gang)
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Branden Henderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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