Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Denzel Curry
Vocals
ICECOLDBISHOP
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denzel Curry
Composer
R. Rainey III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Foster
Producer
Hector Fernandez
Recording Engineer
Nathan Burgess
Mixing Engineer
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Mastering Engineer
Jordan Fox
Producer
Lirik
What up Foster?
Look, I got a mufuckin' choppa like Olajuwon
And I spin all day on the block, huh
You spent all day with the cops
I freakin' finesse you right out of your socks
My style is P like I came from The LOX
As I watch you die hard just to be what you not
I was like six in the kitchen
My uncle and cousin was mixin', they servin' up rock
Ayy, bitch, I am a pit, 'Zel is a rott'
Wanna fuck with me, come Zelle me a knot
Fuck that, open up, close up shop
Might just serve me a ****, straight drop, crack
In my hood, the hammer go brratt
Every **** I grew up with 'bout that
Fuck all that shit you keep talkin' about
Pussy, show me where that **** house at
I'm in that bitch like I housesat
That **** pussy, he house cat
I got a trap for a house rat
'Cause I actively ask where the mouse at
Say you gon' touch me, I doubt that
Might turn your ass to a loud pack
Pull out make that bitch make a crowd scat'
And my ****, you shouldn't be 'round that
Hop out and I make a round splat (Phew-phew-phew-phew)
Hop out and make that shit, doot-doo-doo-doo
Play with me, I might just shoot it at you
Bitch, I never back out, do I look like a coupe?
These **** sweet as tiramisu
If I up it, he gon' need some therapy too
Hold up, my ****, you scarin' me too
If a **** fuck up, he might bury me too
Pistol keep yellin' out, "Carry me, too"
I got one on me, might have to carry me two
And I bust ‘em both, shootin' 'em narrowly, too
And the AR-15 would've married me, too
Bro off the drink tryna marry the juice
And it's fuck y'all ****, let's bury the truce
Bitch, it's no Biggie, just gimme the loot
'Cause I'm hangin' with BISHOP, he gave me the juice
Written by: D. Curry, R. Rainey III