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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaiah Rashad
Isaiah Rashad
Vocals
Benjamin Shepard
Benjamin Shepard
Bass
Cam O'bi
Cam O'bi
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Osteen
Cameron Osteen
Songwriter
Isaiah Rashad McClain
Isaiah Rashad McClain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benjamin Shepard
Benjamin Shepard
Additional Producer
Cam O'bi
Cam O'bi
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
James Hunt
James Hunt
Mixing Engineer
Rory Behr
Rory Behr
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You know it scrub It scrub Meal, meal Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California The blow is good, the hoe is good, the show is good, you know it scrub Cool as me out front the Kanku's store, kinfolk you know it's love Clean as Tide, Aveeno, Head & Shoulders, hoe you know it scrub Shoutout to my kinfolk, just got on that Coca-Cola, scrub Watch my pole vault and my go-kart, this might get away as fuck In my hood we call it buck, fuck 'bout what you think of me All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the service, get your Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California The trunk was full, the ride was long, the cop was cool, we smoked in peace Ain't we dem to move an ATM, might buy the atrium Where you Zay? Highway 58 at my cousin house Nowadays I like to bring my nephews and my budget out I come from where you can't suck my dick and leave my cousin out In my hood we call it clout, fuck 'bout what you think of me All my hoes be nines and dimes, all she want is chicken grease All you know is what your mammy taught you, 'bout the service, get your Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California Meal ticket, ticket, meal ticket, ticket, comma, uh Steel in my liver, real niggas in my condom, huh Phil hit me back, filled this one with a powder pack Pill bring me back, feel this one out in California Today was a keeper, yeah I lost my heroes a long time ago, time ago And fade away, way, away, way They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way They gon' bring you down and burn you out and fade away, way
Writer(s): Cameron Osteen, Isiah Mcclain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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