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PERFORMING ARTISTS
All But 6
All But 6
Performer
Fat Nick
Fat Nick
Performer
Lu
Lu
Performer
South Strip
South Strip
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Perez
Lucas Perez
Songwriter
Matthew Maradiaga
Matthew Maradiaga
Songwriter
Jonathan McCray
Jonathan McCray
Songwriter
Nicholas Voutsinas
Nicholas Voutsinas
Songwriter
Jessé Mendes
Jessé Mendes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Constant
Constant
Producer
Mikey the Magician
Mikey the Magician
Recording Engineer
Larrence Miller
Larrence Miller
Engineer

Letra

Demons home, I'm walking through all this syrup Blowin' racks, club bomber, Osama, the lean dropper, uh This Draco stutter, he specky, he special ed One in the chamber, but two come up out the head He wanna fight me, but I might just shoot instead I'm from the south, I walk, my chopper bounce Join or die, hold up, what's your sign? AB6 for life Grab the pipe, we gon' leave some lead, paint the city red Ayy, ayy, blade on my hip, don't want pussy nigga cutting If you think shit sweet, we slidin' soon like butter Make a bitch sign paperwork just so I could fuck her I'm a rawdog rеbel, I don't never usе a rubber Yeah, stone-cold stunner, big-booty face-fucker, yeah Tell a bitch shut the fuck up, just pucker up Niggas said they want my fuckin' head, they ain't runnin' up Pussy boy, your time's up, boy don't hit my line up Why this bitch just sucky-sucky? Like, put your dome in it They show love for fenty, dealin' out the methadone clinic I been taught to keep it shut if you can't get along with me Hey bitch I hit the ground runnin' with my twin just like a terrorist I'm really jumpin' off the porch, you niggas on a terrace The character, I'm servin' whoopings, pussy, who your parent is? Apparently you bitches ain't on shit, but that be scarin' me Like come on, let's get motion in this bitch Ayy, I'ma get rich or die tryin' like 50 in '03 Yeah, my stomach empty, growlin', ain't no mercy for the weak Underneath the smile, bitch, I'm like a wolf among the sheep Shawty said she vegan, but she love her mouth on my meat I'm like Ted Bundy on Tinder, I'm 'bout to swipe Hello, nice to meet you, the Reaper up in your sight I go and turn her over and beat the pussy like Ike Who don't know I'm fully loaded? I'm strappin' up like a dyke, ayy Demons home, I'm walking through all this syrup Blowin' racks, club bomber, Osama, the lean dropper, uh This Draco stutter, he specky, he special ed One in the chamber, but two come up out the head He wanna fight me, but I might just shoot instead I'm from the south, I walk, my chopper bounce Join or die, hold up, what's your sign? AB6 for life Grab the pipe, we gon' leave some lead, paint the city red Okay, Vogue waist, Twitter ass, baby, throw it back Hit the bank, take out the cash, money-spread the racks Hashtag I get the bag, only for motivation Ride my lips, snap the pic, IG flex, validation Been shittin' on 'em so long, I can't feel my legs I clicked the link to your song and woke up at the credits She really think that she the baddest bitch I ever met I pulled up with the gang and sent that sorry bitch an Uber X (Skrrt) Demons home, I'm walking through all this syrup Blowin' racks, club bomber, Osama, the lean dropper, uh This Draco stutter, he specky, he special ed One in the chamber, but two come up out the head He wanna fight me, but I might just shoot instead I'm from the south, I walk, my chopper bounce Join or die, hold up, what's your sign? AB6 for life Grab the pipe, we gon' leave some lead, paint the city red
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