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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Armut
Armut
Performer
Phiec
Phiec
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ayparia
Ayparia
Lyrics
Michael Castillo
Michael Castillo
Songwriter
Caroline Polachek
Caroline Polachek
Composer
Cassie Ventura
Cassie Ventura
Composer
Ernest Greene
Ernest Greene
Composer
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Composer
Ricci Riera
Ricci Riera
Songwriter
William Reece
William Reece
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ayparia
Ayparia
Producer
Armut
Armut
Producer

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I know you miss me And I ain't picking the phone no more that was last week Tired of all your bullshit bitch get off me bitch get! Smoking lotta trees yeah bitch lotta broccoli I'm sorry (Yeah I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry) Yeah, yeah I'm sorry (Yeah I'm sorry) Had to smoke one drink one pop one Got the henny wanna shot yeah i got one Yeah yeah yeah Taste good like soul food Parked up outside in the old school The new me back with the old you A dog always find his way back home and it's so true Woof! Later imma fall through and pop one You know the motto smoke some, drink some, pop one Got your hand on my glock while your ass ride shotgun High high stakes, we risk it every day Ride round around I know fuckin' ugly niggas just not fun Had to zero out the fade cause I'm not one So smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!) Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one I'ma run through On the front stoops all gettin', yeah Right, ball with it Yeah, I'm in a cat call with it Yeah, I made phone calls with it Yeah, I made bank calls with it, yeah N' H-town lately where you find me, yeah Ride round city, no ID, yeah Back of the Benz where I find peace, yeah Yeah, beats popular, I need options in From Doo-Wop and them Woof! I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
Writer(s): Michael Castillo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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