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Lil Mosey, Chris Brown - G Walk (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Mosey
Lil Mosey
Rap
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Maurice Brown
Christopher Maurice Brown
Songwriter
Lathan Echols
Lathan Echols
Songwriter
Royce Pearson
Royce Pearson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Royce David
Royce David
Producer
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy Royce, you did it right here Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (Skrrt, skrrt) Your baby, she wan' have my baby (Wan' my baby) She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes) I count these bands on the daily (On the daily) Run up in your crib, three deep, when you not home Ran that bitch for the cheese, nigga, like it's Provologne And I got a stick make you freeze, nigga, Frozone (Bop, bop) Bandkids been the fucking movement, now we all on (The fuckin' movement) Last year, I was dead broke, on some stain shit (On some stain shit) New bitches switching up, they be on that same shit (Lil' bitch) If you ain't talking money, then you don't speak my language And free my brother GTAZRECKGLESS, nigga out them cages (Ah!) Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh (Woo!) Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh (Bop!) Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh (Oh-oh-oh) Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (Skrrt, skrrt) Your baby, she wan' have my baby (Wan' my baby) She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes) I count these bands on the daily (On the daily) I told my young nigga get it, tell the haters pipe down I'm tryna fuck a hundred bitches in the hotel right now My niggas came with the drums, we don't mean percussion It go ba-dum-bum-bum-bum, ain't no repercussions I get dollars, and dollars, no refunds I got bad bitches asking for threesomes I tell 'em giddy up (Huh), you know they came to have fun And they ain't about nothin' unless my niggas get some Had her going up and down like a see-saw Hit it like I'm Swae Lee, bitch, I'm T'd off A hunnid shots, bulletproof like I'm Young Dolph Shotgun sawed off, pop pop problem solved, oh yeah Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh (Woo!) Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh (Bop!) Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh (Oh-oh-oh) Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (Skrrt, skrrt) Your baby, she wan' have my baby (Wan' my baby) She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes) I count these bands on the daily (On the daily) Wit' that Tec, uh-huh Drip from my neck, uh-huh W-W-Wit' that Tec, uh-huh Drip from my neck, uh-huh
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Lathan Moses Stanley Echols, Royce David Pearson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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