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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lou Gram
Lou Gram
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lou Gram
Lou Gram
Songwriter
Louie Ray
Louie Ray
Songwriter
Grammatico Louis
Grammatico Louis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CallMeJohnny
CallMeJohnny
Producer
John Michael Philippou
John Michael Philippou
Producer

歌詞

(MCD, shit)
Ahh, okay, Lou
What we doin'?
Yeah, cup cost a lot, make me question why I sip
It's Louie and Lou (I'm tryna figure out why I'm into this shit, this shit crazy)
Cup cost a lot (Why we in this shit?)
Why? Ayy (Why I do this shit?)
Gram, okay
Cup cost a lot, make me wonder why I sip
Went OT to scoop ten, but brought a hundred on the trip
My young **** wild and reckless, goin' a hundred up the strip
I don't want his baby mama, he 'bout to get his mama hit
You want pape', fuck with me, you know I get a lot of it
I'm high in the crib, bro, I can't get out of it
Last month, blew eleven racks on juice, gotta quit
I ain't layin' up fuckin' all night, I'm kinda quick
Six lines in a two-liter, not a nick
I might pull up on you with an E or two, not a brick
Ran through half of one, my **** get 'em off a ship
Huh, bustin' through the coat, ain't have to bring it off the hip
I got F&Ns, K shells and shit, not a switch
I sleep with a chopper on the floor, layin' by it
My word all a **** got, that's why I stand by it
This my territory over here, don't put your hand by it
So in a rush to cook the dope for bro, I got it pan-fried
Thumbin' through it, bro, my hand tired
Thumbin' through it, bro, my hands tired
Thumbin' through it, bro, my hands tired
I'm thumbin' through it, bro, my hands tired
Yeah, I'm thumbin', but my hands tired
Nah, this ain't calico, ****, this a landslide
You ain't do shit to them **** when your mans died
**** get hit when them doors on the van slide
Ever see that load get wrapped before a takeoff?
Wrap it up one time, then hit it with the steak sauce
Vaseline, pepper, and I hit it with the hot sauce
'Cause if it get caught, then the smell throw the dogs off
Huh, ****, meet me in the club, have a ball-off
Nah, ****, I ain't Humpty, I don't fall off
Sold a whole half a chicken, now the balls off
I don't give a fuck I'm sick, I don't call off
Leave the club with a lil' bitch, blew the walls off
And she got that ass cocked back like a sawed-off
Don't forget the bitch sucked dick and blew the balls off
Put the shark in the bitch, damn near blew the jaws off (Lou Gram)
Shifters, shifters, shifters
Written by: Grammatico Louis, Lou Gram, Louie Ray
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