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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kojo Funds
Kojo Funds
Vocals
G.A.
G.A.
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kojo Funds
Kojo Funds
Composer
Gabriel Kusimo
Gabriel Kusimo
Composer
Nathaniel Thompson
Nathaniel Thompson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darren Jones
Darren Jones
Engineer
Naweed
Naweed
Mastering Engineer
Wez Clarke
Wez Clarke
Mixing Engineer
G.A.
G.A.
Producer

Lyrics

Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay Me no play no games, yeah .45, 35's in the ride You don't wanna come this way, yeah Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay Me no play no games, yeah .45, 35's in the ride You don't wanna come this way, yeah Creep for the night With the belly on When we ride It's another gong Got shooter's on sight Tech for the go So don't hide, you ain't built for this road Crops been cut up Another one sold Hit mans whip up And take a man's soul Yards get spun up And take a man's crow Beef don't squash Don't call a man's phone Free my niggas on the wing uh Free my bruddas locked in the bin uh Yeah I know I'm a sinner Lord forgive me if I rinse my spinner Yeah Call me David Blaine I can make him go away No face, no case Send that pussy back to space We confide Yes they wrapped just light it When we ride We don't do no fighting Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay Me no play no games, yeah .45, 35's in the ride You don't wanna come this way, yeah Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay Me no play no games, yeah .45, 35's in the ride You don't wanna come this way, yeah Man run out Man get bun out Dun out the whole strap Get dash out Man get flung up Man brung out the whole Mac Man swung out a blow back hundreds Then a man run up and throw rats All day sun out There's no nuts ring-ring Then the phone run out of phone batt' You got your gun out Shots got rung out Man hung out the whole batch Man bun out her the whole batch They got strung out the no match Man run out like and go Lets fuck that, I'm up like Remi I'm Joe Crach Run out and throw cash Man so flashy I'm so flash Man got it lock 365 Show time Man pop it off, 350 live Man slippin' in with 50 guys Yet-yet That big boss that rid the rides Man's kicking off the big surprise Man got the ball and kicked a Kyze Man got this grub and flicked her fries And nothing Giggs That's it, goodbye Nah wait I'm back to fly London Next thing I know it's mad Dubai Gone to November Back July Gone from the Free view back to Sky Man met his matches-matches I like that Man get the matches Flash your light Man's kicking back with that tonight Cuz that kitty cat just catched my eye Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay Me no play no games, yeah .45, 35's in the ride You don't wanna come this way, yeah Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay Me no play no games, yeah .45, 35's in the ride You don't wanna come this way, yeah Ooh eh-eh-eh-ay Me no play no games, yeah .45, 35's in the ride You don't wanna come this way, yeah
Writer(s): Nathaniel Thompson, Errol Bellot, Gabriel Kusimo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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