クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andre Shakhramanyan
Andre Shakhramanyan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Shakhramanyan
Andre Shakhramanyan
Songwriter
Bryan Henriquez
Bryan Henriquez
Songwriter
Aidan Bostic
Aidan Bostic
Songwriter
Antonio Martínez
Antonio Martínez
Songwriter
Brendan Hanlon
Brendan Hanlon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathaniel Rowley
Nathaniel Rowley
Engineer

歌詞

Aye, look
(Ain't got shit on me baby!)
Hold on
Look, listen
I'm a real player baby, watch who you talking to
You can hear the bells jingle when I'm walking through
I came in with one bird, but I left with two
Go ahead baby show me what them dollars do
Soon as I step into the club I make the climate change
I got 4 gold chains like I'm Shabba Ranks
I got 8 gold rings, wanna get a taste
Bitch, I'm one of one ain't no copy and paste
It's a different type of life that we be living
How you talk behind my back, but then in person you act different
How you flocking with the birds when you a stool pigeon
Just like Melo with the braids that's a cold pivot
I've been faded everyday the last decade, I got my bad habits
She a eater, dick to dick, hop like a jack rabbit
Whole gang smoking by the O, I've been asthmatic
I'm with the bros, they got the polls like a ballot
Bitch this chopper came from Russia, need a bigger coat
And this worka by the load, I got it by the boat
Oh he came up on a K? I got me 10 of those
Drop your pin cause I can't talk much on the telephone
He in debt, lost a pack did it ass backwards
I can't fuck around with **** they some rat bastards
I wear a flag up on my head and my hat backwards
Glockiana came from Austria, I'm fasho taxing
Spin the block with something like a pole dancer
She eating dick with no hands, she a cold savage
Turn you to a dust bunny, yeah I do black magic
Riding round with two straps, yeah I'm a masked bandit (Why?)
He dropping shots that he can't handle
I spark a flame go ahead and burn the whole candle
Barrel smoking like a crackhead on a cold landing
Stuff a stick inside my jeans **** like I stole branches
I've been faded everyday the last decade, I got my bad habits
She a eater, dick to dick, hop like a jack rabbit
Whole gang smoking by the O, I've been asthmatic
I'm with the bros, they got the polls like a ballot
Bitch this chopper came from Russia, need a bigger coat
And this worka by the load, I got it by the boat
Oh he came up on a K? I got me 10 of those
Drop your pin cause I can't talk much on the telephone
Take my bitch to go shopping I buss my bitch down in Celine
Well known artist I've been signed to the streets
**** we outside I ain't worried 'bout a thing
And I'm quick to pull the Glock out is you sliding with me
Is you sliding with me
Can't slide with a **** that ain't sliding for me
It's a Glock 19 with a beam in my jeans
A Balmain tee, with some Balmain jeans
And some off white shoes, it's a off white dream
It's an off white ting
I can't be too friendly man I feel the world work against me
Sittin' on Perellies
My seats buttercup it's jelly
Probably push the hemi
I'm with a pop star like I'm Travis Kelce
She took her clothes off boy I feel like Nelly
My pockets breaded, your pockets little man they look like Kellie
I just scored and hit my celly
Probably outside by the deli
I'm riding 'round it's Woodland hilly
Ran up 50, no like really
Written by: Aidan Bostic, Andre Shakhramanyan, Antonio Martínez, Brendan Hanlon, Bryan Henriquez
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