Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
NLE Choppa
Songwriter
Kodak Black
Songwriter
Dangelo McGuire
Songwriter
Johnny Gaitan JR
Songwriter
Nicolas Segreti
Songwriter
Steven Jared Sussman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Plybck
Producer
Andrew Grossman
Recording Engineer
Tekst Utworu
[Verse 1]
I shoulda been born on Halloween
Ra-ra-ra-ra
I stay on some zombie shit e'ryday
Ra-ra-ra-ra
[Verse 2]
Rock the mask like a skully 'cause I'm dangerous
Ra-ra-ra-ra
I be ridin' with my ****, got them K's in the trunk
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Keep the ski-mask in my whip, just in case, bruh
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Banana clips, chopper got a real containers
Ra-ra-ta-ta-ba-ba
[Verse 3]
Way them women jump out the car
You would think your mans got popped ?
**** on the 'Gram talking crazy
When they pull up, they get dropped
Hundred-round drum bustin' at your top
Kick down the door, take all you got
When DB start spittin' it, you know I can't stop
And I keep a Glock on me so you know I'm gon' pop
We snuck the Glock in, yeah
We got the MAC-10
These **** be so broke they just be flexing, they be cappin'
These **** know that young DB got paper, boy, I ain't actin'
You know I don't do no cappin'
Yeah, you know we pull up and we whack you
They know I be a killer 'bout action
I love the smoke, .223 with the green scope
Shoot his ass, and if I hate your young ****, hang him from a green rope
I ain't goin' back and forth with no ****
They know how young DB stuck
I go and get 'em myself
Can't wait to put a body on my belt
[Verse 4]
Rock the mask like a skully 'cause I'm dangerous
Ra-ra-ra-ra
I be ridin' with my ****, got them K's in the trunk
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Keep the ski-mask in my whip, just in case, bruh
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Banana clips, chopper got a real containers
Ra-ra-ta-ta-ba-ba
[Verse 5]
Dum-dum-dum-dum, I'm aiming at your head
Bitch, I'm tryna kill you
I leave his body stanky like some fuckin' mildew
Banana clip up on the Drac, I'm tryna peel you
I shoulda been born on Halloween
You run up on me and you seeing my thing
AK with a beam and, bitch, I'm a fiend
Shoot him in the back and I knock out his spleen
Ay, I'm keeping my glizzies, fuck a Beretta
And just like my step-pa I'll talk to the devil
I'll shoot at him and you and aim at whoever
I came here to cut a lil **** like Shredder
[Verse 6]
This shit get spooky like it's Halloween
Da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da
Bitch, it's murder and you know that I'm a fiend
Da, da-da, and a leader, top shotta
[Verse 7]
Rock the mask like a skully 'cause I'm dangerous
Ra-ra-ra-ra
I be ridin' with my ****, got them K's in the trunk
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Keep the ski-mask in my whip, just in case, bruh
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Banana clips, chopper got a real containers
Ra-ra-ta-ta-ba-ba
Written by: Kodak Black, NLE Choppa, DB Omerta
