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EST Gee x Jack Harlow - Mall Map
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
EST Gee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
EST Gee
EST Gee
Composer
George Stone
George Stone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FOREVEROLLING
FOREVEROLLING
Producer
Wops World
Wops World
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

On niggas like a mall map (FOREVEROLLING) Love stuntin' on old niggas, they never got my- If you see me out, yeah, yeah If you see me out If you see me out with thirty niggas then we all strapped A lot of shots, a lot of dots on niggas like a mall map Love stuntin' on old niggas, they never got my ball back I hung up, she start talkin' funny, and the bitch still call back Come and get a nigga, we just stretched him Bro showed me how to water whip, I threw out my compressor I been takin' Percs and X to deal with my depression I fuck her after grindin' for three days, she think it's sexy If you see me out with thirty fellas then it's really sixty of us 'Cause it's thirty women in position, down for any of us, ayy Me and all my brothers got some cash to divi' up And I told Gee to send me somethin', we could fuck the city up with, ayy She want missionary but I told her giddy up, bitch Man these fellas want some favors, watch the way you hit me up, these, ayy You can tell they love us 'cause they showin' plenty of it Pullin' up at any function, man we highly coveted, ayy She send with no filter, yeah, I like a rough edit Man, these boys want what I got, I tell them fellas come get it I can't dumb it down, I'm bustin' like Jerome Bettis Yeah, this shit is upsetting, don't wan' be cool, then come dead it If you see me out with thirty niggas then we all strapped A lot of shots, a lot of dots on niggas like a mall map Love stuntin' on old niggas, they never got my ball back I hung up, she start talkin' funny, and the bitch still call back Come and get a nigga, we just stretched him Bro showed me how to water whip, I threw out my compressor I been takin' Percs and X to deal with my depression I fuck her after grindin' for three days, she think it's sexy In 2014, I was smuggling doja Phone ping, all the J's love the jigga like Hova Pass the stick like controllers, bought a whip with the overs I learned to whip, it was over, just hit a brick with the soda I'm an H-Mark legend, I grew up with the guys I done died, came back alive, you see that shit in my eyes Got him took, robbed, and whooped, 'cause I wasn't feeling his vibe They think Jack backpack but he got ties with the mob Just took your bitch on a ride, she gave my dick a massage Shoot out the whip like I'm Con, tryna get richer than Quan You be talkin' kingpin but you move like a pawn I was walkin' 2010, now I give people jobs If you see me out with thirty niggas then we all strapped A lot of shots, a lot of dots on niggas like a mall map Love stuntin' on old niggas, they never got my ball back I hung up, she start talkin' funny, and the bitch still call back Come and get a nigga, we just stretched him Bro showed me how to water whip, I threw out my compressor I been takin' Percs and X to deal with my depression I fuck her after grindin' for three days, she think it's sexy
Writer(s): Jackman Thomas Harlow, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., George A. Stone Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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