Dari

PERFORMING ARTISTS
P Yungin
P Yungin
Vocals
DAMNAJ
DAMNAJ
Programming
DVNI
DVNI
Programming
Yetti
Yetti
Programming
Oh Ross
Oh Ross
Programming
Dvnibeats
Dvnibeats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamrein McClay
Kamrein McClay
Songwriter
Abelardo Javier Tamez
Abelardo Javier Tamez
Songwriter
Aiden Yetman
Aiden Yetman
Songwriter
Dani Jowin Mouris
Dani Jowin Mouris
Songwriter
Cole Wrainwright
Cole Wrainwright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DAMNAJ
DAMNAJ
Producer
DVNI
DVNI
Producer
Yetti
Yetti
Producer
Oh Ross
Oh Ross
Producer
Bobby Youngblood
Bobby Youngblood
Mastering Engineer
DJ Ryno
DJ Ryno
Mixing Engineer
BlokkOnDa808's
BlokkOnDa808's
Mixing Engineer
Dvnibeats
Dvnibeats
Producer

Lirik

[Verse 1]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
That's another victim from this choppa, bless his damn soul
When you get hit up with that stick, we call that shit a overdose
That **** cap, boy, you only one who can hold yo' ten toes
Ridin' 'round 'cause it's smoke, they found that boy full of holes
Don't do no cappin' in my songs, never get no chances once you disrespect, you gone
You'll never catch one of us lackin', before you do, we gon' burn ya home
And fuck that lil' bitch, I see she don't want me, hang the phone
Hang it up
[Verse 2]
No cake, but we gon' bake it up
Speak on me, I'll make you make it up
Thuggin' on probation, still tryna swiss 'em up
Keep a choppa, yeah, they aiming at my face and up
I be the one to make yo' life change around, yeah
Catch that lil' bitch, and bust his head and he got found, yeah
Too much blood came out his mind 'cause he wasn't timeless
Put 'em in a box and he gon' die quick
Look at all these diamonds eating on my wrist
Big stones up in this watch, you see one, you gon' cry
Want none, boy, get filled with them sticks, I'ma laugh and just get high
I was been rollin' that **** way before his soul went fly
Knock off all of they ass, can't let 'em in my ride
[Verse 3]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
That's another victim from this choppa, bless his damn soul
When you get hit up with that stick, we call that shit a overdose
That **** cap, boy, you only one who can hold yo' ten toes
Ridin' 'round 'cause it's smoke, they found that boy full of holes
Don't do no cappin' in my songs, never get no chances once you disrespect, you gone
You'll never catch one of us lackin', before you do, we gon' burn ya home
And fuck that lil' bitch, I see she don't want me, hang the phone
Hang it up
[Verse 4]
Pistol at ya head, real range it up
We be throwing B's, play with us and we gon' sling you up
We deep in the streets, these **** playing, we gon' bust 'em up
We deep in the streets, these **** playing, we gon' bust 'em up
[Verse 5]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
That's another victim from this choppa, bless his damn soul
When you get hit up with that stick, we call that shit a overdose
That **** cap, boy, you only one who can hold yo' ten toes
Ridin' 'round 'cause it's smoke, they found that boy full of holes
Don't do no cappin' in my songs, never get no chances once you disrespect, you gone
You'll never catch one of us lackin', before you do, we gon' burn ya home
And fuck that lil' bitch, I see she don't want me, hang the phone
Hang it up
Written by: Abelardo Javier Tamez, Aiden Yetman, Cole Wrainwright, Dani Jowin Mouris, Kamrein McClay
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