クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lefty Gunplay
Performer
JasonMartin
Performer
Kiing Khash
Performer
Osbe Chill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Franklin Holladay
Songwriter
Abdul Irshaad El Boothe
Songwriter
Jacob Webb
Songwriter
JasonMartin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JasonMartin
Producer
Terrace Martin
Producer
Christopher Anthems
Recording Engineer
Rick Carson
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
[Intro]
Giddy up, holdin' my city up
Me and Prolly, we been coppin', we like 50 up
What? Fuck a milli', man, we tryna be a billy-up
Come on, Young Left, let's fuck the city up (What?)
[Verse 1]
Giddy up, you think you pretty, huh?
It's Lefty Gunplay, I accidently cut (Go Lefty)
These songs are too short, I keep 'em in the cup
So what if I'm pretty, boy? No **** cut
Run up in your spot, it's history of the flock
I remember the first time they caught me with the ghost Glock
I wonder how my baby mama felt, she heard me on the radio
I was with this bitch, burn it up, I'm in Ontario (Go, Lefty)
The ball in yard, one Mercedes (What?)
Bitch, I got two Mercedes, yeah
I feel like lil' baby, wah-wah-wah on the gang, I'm drivin' these bitches crazy (Go Lefty)
Lefty Gunplay, I'm 'bout that bone thug
More murder, more murder, four guns in the club
I don't really give a fuck, the homie stalkin' with the snub
Swap the snuff for the nina, on the gang, I dug it up (Go Lefty)
Dug it up, after I blasted that fool, I took it out (Go Lefty)
Lefty Gunplay, if I'm a nut, bust and I'll pull it out
[Refrain]
What? Fuck a milli', man, we tryna be a billy-up
Shit, Young Khash, let's fuck the city up (What?)
[Verse 2]
Banana on the cake, I'm a real park baby
Free the homie Shady, ain't nobody wanna fade me (Go Khash)
I'm comin' guns blazin', lil' homie, my life is crazy
All these **** really hatin' 'cause I'm fuckin' on they lady
160 on the freeway, I'ma double the dash
Bitch, I'll run up in your shit for the stash and double cash
Bitch, I'll pull up to the block, let it rip and double back
Bubble ass on the 'Gram, aye, baby, I'll double tap (Go Khash)
Lookin' squabbly, immaculate, pressin', I'm on some active shit
Already be life quite, aye, homie, that ain't the half of it
Feelin' disrespected, take flight and then we smashin' shit
Fools is straight, bitches, what's missin' is just the ass and tits (Go Khash)
[Refrain]
Fuck a milli', man, we tryna be a billy-up
Shit, Osbe, let's fuck the city up
[Verse 3]
I want the riches, you can really see it in my eye
I'm goin' up, we turnin' up, it's still free Five
And my advice to these haters would be stay alive
And mind yours and stop worryin' 'bout what's up with I (Go Rocky)
But here's the shit, lately I been on another level
I'm still solid, still tryna put it all together
It's hard as ever, but I make this shit look like it's easy
And watch my back, can't be slippin' when that shit get greasy
'Cause **** greedy, take it from me when they see you with it
I keep it with me just in case, but I don't wanna kill 'em
Too much to lose with somebody who ain't even winnin'
And fuck your feelings, I gotta get it, that is my decision (Go Rocky)
[Outro]
Fuck a milli', man, we tryna be a billy-up
Chach, free out back to fuck the city up, what?
Written by: Abdul Irshaad El Boothe, Franklin Holladay, Jacob Webb, Jason Martin

