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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Vocals
Earl on the Beat
Earl on the Beat
Programming
Jonah Abraham
Jonah Abraham
Programming
Bangs
Bangs
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonah Abraham
Jonah Abraham
Songwriter
Isaac Earl Bynum
Isaac Earl Bynum
Songwriter
Bennett Pepple
Bennett Pepple
Songwriter
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Earl on the Beat
Earl on the Beat
Producer
Jonah Abraham
Jonah Abraham
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Bangs
Bangs
Producer
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Engineer

Letra

I just went up on the list, yeah Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time) Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (don't lie) I'm fuckin' my money, blow a kiss (don't lie) I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie I just get high, then I rev it out We take this shit to your mommy house I just get high, I don't map it out Bitch, I took the plane on a different route Pull up to the city, we knock out the show, we tellin' these pussies to move around I just got off the phone with Eliantte, told me check him, and then it's a 80 ball No, you can't fuck with the mob (okay, okay) No, you can't fuck with the god Seen your broke ass in your hometown, seen your ass workin' a job I hit the bank with any amount, I'm knowin' they pullin' it out (ooh, yeah) I'm tellin' you this shit ain't fine as it gets (yeah) I'm tellin' you this shit ain't fine, this shit ain't (yeah) I'm tellin' you don't waste my time, I tell it again (yeah) Yeah, I'm tellin' you I'm parked outside, it's harder to get (brr) Got a G63 on the coupe (brr) Got a Glock 23, the swoop (brr) He get jumped out, yeah, no rule (brr, yeah) It's a back order, baby, get loot (brr) Got twizz army, bitch, we got troops (yeah, brr) Feel like Toys "R" Us with coupes (brr) Got some Hi-Tech, red sittin' in my juice (brr) Super boy syrup, 'bout to get it, get loose (brr) I just went up on the list, yeah Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time) Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (don't lie) I'm fuckin' my money, blow a kiss (don't lie) I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie I had to bag back too, yeah, what's in the backpack, boo? Yeah Chanel, Number (N)ine on the group, yeah Pull up, I'm takin' the loot Bitch, I'm on the Percs, I been nodding off I can't feel nothin', I can't feel at all You gotta tell me somethin' if you tell it all You a snitch, yeah, you will tell the law Everything around me flawless, yeah Every diamond on me flawless I'm rich, I don't need dollars, yeah All my vibes really wallets They bitin' the swag lingo like piranhas Who said the demon really is a monster? You is not real, you is an imposter That pussy play dead like that bitch a possum (yeah) I don't feel nothin' at all, I just been vibed out Yeah, we don't fucks with law, yeah, we gon' slide out, yeah (skrrt) You a broke boy, don't get involved, you can't ride around (yeah) Most of y'all really be bitches, I can't fuck with y'all I just went up on the list, yeah Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time) Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (don't lie) I'm fuckin' my money, blow a kiss (don't lie) I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie No, don't lie
Writer(s): Isaac Earl Bynum, Jonah Abraham, Bennett W Pepple, Noah Olivier Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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