Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lotus
Performer
Ugg'A
Performer
JG
Performer
Rich The Kid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Singer
Composer
Tory Harrelson
Composer
Joshua Geiger James
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Singer
Producer
Bodybangers
Producer
Giacomo Uber
Producer
Songteksten
I'm chasing thous, yeah yeah, step up and count shit
Fuck if you doubt shit
You not about shit
These birds out of LA always tryna creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (what)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (yeah)
Yeah, I put that shit on a chain
I put that shit on my rang
I just might pull out the Range
I'm chasing thous, yeah yeah, step up and count shit
Fuck if you doubt shit
You not, you not about shit
These birds out of LA always tryna creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (what)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (yeah)
Yeah, I put that shit on a chain
I put that shit on my rang
I just might pull out the Range
I fuck your bitch, give her back
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap
I got the birds in a Cadillac
(I just wanna talk to you, you, you)
(I just wanna talk to you, you, you)
(I just wanna talk to you, you, you)
(I just wanna talk to you)
These birds out in LA, bir-bird out of LA
Always tryna creep, always tryna creep (ayy)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat
Yeah, I put that shit on a chain
I put that shit on my rang
I just might pull out the Range
I fuck your bitch, give her back
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap
I got the birds in a Cadillac
I'm chasing thous, yeah, yeah, I'm tryna' count shit
They talkin' down, yeah, yeah, they on some clown shit
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, yeah, step up and count shit
Fuck if you doubt shit
You not about shit
These birds out of LA always tryna creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (what)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat
These birds out of LA
Writer(s): Joshua James Geiger, Tory Harrelson, Stephen M Singer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com