Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirk Kehler
Songwriter
Gilbert Sunshine-Crowe
Songwriter
A.J. Sunshine-Crowe
Songwriter
Tyrell Shakur Sunshine-Crowe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kirk Kehler
Producer
Gilbert Sunshine-Crowe
Mixing Engineer
Letra
Being. A. Killer on. Every. Record. boy you should know the acronym
I'm the kingpin I don't fuck with the middle man
Me and my guys are demons you can call us the bogeymen
Shit I'm starting to lose focus man pass me your Ritalin
The way I'm slicing up beats it's like I was born in Shaolin
Shout out to BleKkA he's been with me since day one
Mans will throw the dukes up ain't scared of your BB gun
Phoney ass natives think we're doing this shit just for fun
Bitch don't make me call up the godd and get shit busy
Pull out the Louie vill slugger and make your head dizzy
Putting your ass to sleep bitch don't forget your teddy
The godd Shinez so bright yeah we call that man Gizzy
Stab you in the gut turn your ass to Caesar
Remember me every time that you touch your scar
I'm the B.A.K. and the E. to the R.
Word to bond my beats are just too bizarre
Pour another cup I'm drunk I'm lit I'm in my zone
Fuck all of that drama shit lil bitch don't call my phone
I just told my girl I'm in the stu I won't be home
Trusting on a snake it just like cutting your own throat
Hanging with the gang I'm with the tribe, I'm with the bros
I feel like a lake cause bitch I got all of these flows
I just wanna get high in the sky until I float
She gon' hold it down, stay by my side until we go
Stay by my side we finna ride out now
Is you really down for me, girl I'm finna find out now
You say that you don't got time, but you don't even own a watch
Tryna sweep me like a broom, you might get wet up like a mop
It's a crazy life so yeah I got a lil crazy bitch
In the stu all night me and Baker bakin up a hit
When I'm with you girl you showing me that love exists
You gon hold it down, you really kept it solid like a brick yeah (yeah)
Fuck with my head, Fuck with my mood
Stress release when I hop in the booth
Flow is domestic the beats I abuse
I'm here to win so how can I lose
You think you the bomb well BleKkAs the nuke
I promise to prosper I swear to ma dukes
If it ain't on me I'll throw up the dukes
Give you the 3-4 or get the 1-2
Drip when I walk in the room
Leaving puddle of goo
Soar through the sky like a Crowe like plane when it flew
Mixing the vocals with beats like tea when brew
BleKkAs so twisted like turning a screw
This lil bitch is a thot
Come at the kid and I'm letting it bop
Letting it bop, man I'm letting it pop (pop)
Damn what's your name again
This gas to loud I won't pretend
You pretty but the vibes intense
We can fuck until the end
The both of us in love again
Love too deep there is no end
Fall too fast because I jumped
Killed myself there is no blood
The pain it beats in both of us
Did she say she wanna fuck
Did she say bring that chick
Or she's gonna call one up
I ain't trippin not a bit
I'm off the tab these drugs they hit
Think that's why I'm falling quick
Bro slapped me said dummy up
You have a girl that is at home that help you get your money up
Had some water, took some sips
I sobered up said 'fuck that bitch'
I'm sober now I fucked her friend
I'm sober now the party ends
But she ain't wanna leave just yet
She be saying all this shit
Talking bout her "she the best"
Bitch you come in second place
Hold up lemme see that face
From the back you do look great
Memories kept until my grave
These promises that can't be made
Bitch I know I can never stay
Written by: A.J. Sunshine-Crowe, Gilbert Sunshine-Crowe, Kirk Kehler, Tyrell Shakur Sunshine-Crowe