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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sevyn Streeter
Sevyn Streeter
Lead Vocals
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Programming
Lindsay "Mavelle" Gilbert
Lindsay "Mavelle" Gilbert
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sevyn Streeter
Sevyn Streeter
Songwriter
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Songwriter
Abiodun Oyewole
Abiodun Oyewole
Songwriter
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Songwriter
J-Doe
J-Doe
Songwriter
Lindsay "Mavelle" Gilbert
Lindsay "Mavelle" Gilbert
Songwriter
Micah Powell
Micah Powell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Producer
Maddox Chin
Maddox Chin
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Letra

When the revolution comes, when the revolution comes, (When the revolution comes!) But until then, you know, and I know niggas will party and bullshit, and party and bullshit, and party and bullshit (Sevyan, Prolly, Gucci, Prolly) Did I go too far tonight? I don't know, prolly Did I almost start a fight? I don't know, prolly Did I spend too much tonight? I don't know, prolly Are these niggas tryna fuck? I don't know, prolly Prolly, prolly, prolly, prolly, prolly I don't know, prolly Snapchat be so lit yo, (so lit yo), oh I Feelin' bent like a limbo, (like a limbo), oh my Careless as a whisper Cup filled with liquor He roll his swisher She on me like Twista, oh Prolly like that Flirtin' with disaster, huh, you 'bout to cum fast Hm, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Get it by my face, I don't like that I won't apologize for nothin' I'm on the edge like a rectangle Make you outta lines or some Prolly, prolly Did I go too far tonight? I don't know, prolly Did I almost start a fight? I don't know, prolly Are these niggas tryna fuck? I don't know, prolly (Sevyan!) Did I spend too much, did I? I'm in a 4 AAGTB, with my shooters right behind me in a SRT AK's, AR's, 223's I'd rather hear Free Gucci than RIP's Neck full of stones, RIP to Pimp C Drunk so many pints damn near OD'd Now the feds, ATF, and the local police Say I'm a career criminal, ACC Party-party-party-party hard lil' nigga I tear the club down then I shut them all down nigga That's your girl? That's your word? I could prolly get her We in Californ', then I'm probly with her Yeah you gettin' money, but I'm prolly richer Think Chanel Blue 'cause I'm prolly bitter The way she think about it and the way I figure Ain't no prolly, I'm that nigga Oh-ohh, did I go too far tonight? I don't know, prolly Oh-ohh, did I almost start a fight? I don't know, prolly Oh-ohh, are these niggas tryna fuck? I don't know, prolly Oh-ohh, did I spend too much? (Did I spend too much?) Where my freaks at? Where my freaks at? I got one bottle, two bottles Three bottles, plus one more In the club now, work tomorrow So I ain't even trynna go home right now I'm already out of body I'm already out of body Don't blame me for my desire When you find me, you'll find a good time Prolly Did I go too far tonight? I don't know, prolly Did I almost start a fight? I don't know, prolly Did I spend too much tonight? I don't know, prolly Are these niggas tryna fuck? I don't know, prolly Prolly, prolly, prolly, prolly, prolly I don't know, prolly
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Amber Denise Streeter, Micah Evan Powell, Lindsay Nell Gilbert, James J-doe Smith, Ernest Eugene Brown Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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