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Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
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Big Scarr
Big Scarr
Вокал
Bizness Boi
Bizness Boi
Программирование
Derelle Rideout
Derelle Rideout
Программирование
Kyle Stemberger
Kyle Stemberger
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Alexander Woods
Alexander Woods
Автор песен
Andre Robertson
Andre Robertson
Автор песен
Derelle Rideout
Derelle Rideout
Автор песен
Kyle Stemberger
Kyle Stemberger
Автор песен
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Derelle Rideout
Derelle Rideout
Продюсер
Kyle Stemberger
Kyle Stemberger
Продюсер
Bizness Boi
Bizness Boi
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(Ayy, Big, good lookin')
Whoa
You gon' do what to who? Huh? (What?)
Lil' ****, I dare you (let's go)
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs
How you gon' flex with a rack? Stay yo' ass in the back
Boy, I spend that shit on my bitch hair
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (I make shit disappear)
Let's go (let's go), uh (whoa)
Don't walk with the devil (don't)
Grim Reaper Gang, ****, go get the shovel
Unlawful possession, I stay with that metal (stay with that fire)
I put that fire on whoever
Like, fuck the A.T.M., I gotta go to the teller
Freaky lil' bitch, she do tricks on the dick
Pull a move on a opp, do whatever I tell her, whoa
You gon' do what to who? Huh? (What?)
Lil' ****, I dare you (let's go)
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs
How you gon' flex with a rack? Stay yo' ass in the back
Boy, I spend that shit on my bitch hair
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (get yo' ass outta here)
Black and white coupe like I'm ridin' a panda bear (phew)
Drop-top the coupe, we get outta there (outta there, let's go)
When I pop out, it's a scene, get you stopped and starin'
Known to hit the spot, but I'm never there
Still in the city, opps say that I'm never there
Been behind ten with that iron like some silverware
Whoa, poppin' my shit, know they hate that I made it here
Uh, I feel the shade in here, hope you don't play in here
**** gon' lay in here (**** gon' die in here)
Yap, killers with 'Ks in here
You know that we 'bout it, yes sir, we could take it there (you know we could take, let's go)
On my wrist is a chandelier, now is my time, had to grind, it's done taken years
Designer, high fashion, I stay in the latest gear (whoa, whoa)
Houdini, Big Scarr, how I make **** disappear (phew)
You gon' do what to who? Huh? (What? Phew)
Lil' ****, I dare you (I dare)
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, phew)
How you gon' flex with a rack? Stay yo' ass in the back
Boy, I spend that shit on my bitch hair
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, phew, phew)
You gon' do what to who? Huh?
Lil' ****, I dare you
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, yeah, phew)
How you gon' flex with a rack? Stay yo' ass in the back
Boy, I spend that shit on my bitch hair (yeah)
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, phew, go)
Big C.E.O., who signin' the checks? Playin' with 'Wop, get shot in the neck (grrah)
Youngins goin' rookie and shoot for respect, so Icy the gang and we kill for the six (huh)
Trap out the duplex, bricks in the shouflet, dick in yo' girlfriend mouth like a toothpick (whoa)
Fuck all the music, tryna be cool, shit, chopper so long that it look like a pool stick (damn)
**** ain't on my level (nah), everyone I sign a stepper (stepper)
All my artists go platinum (plaque), all your artists don't medal (yeah)
Lotta these **** be jealous (jealous), know this chess, not checkers (chess)
Gucci got a long-ass record (huh), he'll put a young **** on a stretcher (grrah, grrah)
You gon' do what to who? Huh? (What? Phew)
Lil' ****, I dare you (I dare you)
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, phew, phew)
How you gon' flex with a rack? Stay yo' ass in the back
Boy, I spend that shit on my bitch hair
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, phew, phew, phew)
You gon' do what to who? Huh? (Phew)
Lil' ****, I dare you
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, phew, phew)
How you gon' flex with a rack? Stay yo' ass in the back
Boy, I spend that shit on my bitch hair
I'm the same **** that ride with that one
And make **** sit down like it's musical chairs (phew, phew, phew)
Written by: Alexander Woods, Andre Robertson, Derelle Rideout, Kyle Stemberger, Radric Delantic Davis
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