クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mbnel
Vocals
Doodie Lo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mbnel
Songwriter
Doodie Lo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Landers
Producer
McCoy
Producer
歌詞
Fuck the other side, we don't fuck with those
Better drop her off, if you hang with 'em
Designer fit cost a couple thousand
It's a one on one, still classic in it
Bad bitch, I'm a pop a pill before I fuck some
Put her back up in it
Ain't no sneak dissin', no back n' forth
I ain't talkin' back unless the bag is missin'
Kill 'em all, leave 'em in the dirt
Before I post a pistol, I'm a shoot it first
All the killers know who they killin'
So go ask the killers, really put in work
For everybody called, this is a VVS
So its VVS for everybody
Took a trip to get a record deal
So I posted in for everybody
Aye six figures ain't big enough
I done turn it all into bill money
I used to do this shit, not paid for it
This that price is right, I get you killed money
You love that bitch, yeah she comin' over
Have her suckin' dick but she chill money
Yeah I fed a snake gave him half the plate
But he turned around and said he still hungry
If shooters ever need a resume, everybody with me really qualified
Left blood in the seats he got put to sleep, fully singin' lullabies
Yeah add a K to it
The only difference is a couple seconds out
We was both broke on the same block
The only difference is that I really tried
Act like you don't know me
I'm that **** that got yo' homie killed
Got his body cold, like sub zero
Bitch get over here
She wanna have my baby
Dumb bitch I ain't goin' for that
She throwin' it back
Get a Plan B or I get her whacked
Doodie
I still off the school bus
Caught another opp
Boom boom on the ooo
Glocks
I got killas fuck yo' shooter
Took his bitch, smoke some hookah
Ain't no steak you eating noodles
I'm a trench baby
Oo you better not move
It's that switch baby
Kick the cup
Pop the Addys, I ain't even fuck with kid...
Fuck the other side, they know what's up
**** talk, he died, be quiet
They don't know it's us
Pullin' up, bouncin' out of trucks
But he tried to run, that fully fucked him up
Asked about our side of town
Couple suckas died in a couple months
You can't fuck with them, them or them
If you tryna fuck with us
VVS and designer clothes
In the trenches, they can't fuck with us
Bad bitches off the perky pills
City hoes tryna fuck with us
All the suckas really suck to us
Tryna step on some, better try yo' luck
My brother call from that county phone
Just say the word, I'm a send him some
Lil' bro tryna rank up
He been ridin' round tryna step on some
Written by: Doodie Lo, Mbnel

