Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
Stunna 4 Vegas
Stunna 4 Vegas
Vocals
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
Brytavious Chambers
Brytavious Chambers
Songwriter
Khalick Caldwell
Khalick Caldwell
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Michael Williams
Michael Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Polo G
Polo G
Executive Producer
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Producer
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Steven “Steve-O” Carless
Executive Producer
Stacia Mac
Stacia Mac
Executive Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy Gang, gang, gang (Mike WiLL Made-It) Lil Capalot, bitch, ha (Tay Keith) Hit the strip after school Couldn't wait 'til I got outta class Used to stare at the clock and sh- Before all this rap sh- I was gang-bangin' And doin' high-speeds on the cops and sh- And I'm straight from the Chi' But I ball like a king up in Cali' And shoot like Stojaković Keep applying that pressure, I go on the run It ain't no lettin' up, ain't no stoppin' it Had to tell my lil brother to chill, gotta stay in the house Come outside, he be poppin' sh- You ain't heard about us? Well, you need to go watch the news N- know we be droppin' sh- Got the feds on my a- in the hood 'Cause they think I'm the one who been buyin' them Glocks and sh- I'm just focused on music, they say my last tape was a classic But I got some hotter sh- I be rockin' a show, or if I'm not up in the stu' Then I'm f- this cash off Don't you know Polo G, skinny-tall with the dreads That lil' n- be rappin' his a- off Yeah, I heard she got surgery, still wanna climb from the back Just to see if her a- soft Go like Harden, with rockets we blast off Tried to throw us some bullets but we made 'em fumble Like now you ain't gettin' that pass off Spin the block, now I'm takin' my mask off Hit the gas like we racin', speed off in them foreigns And leave tire marks on the asphalt It's gon' be R-I-P once your a- caught He like frontin', we knockin' his cap off 'Nother day, a new chain on or a MAC bought All this ice got me freezin' like Jack Frost (4 time) That boy a b-, that's his dad fault If you play, then you late, we could crash out (let's go) When I up in his sh-, bet it's man down In BOA pullin' them bands out (cash) DOA, bi-, I get your mans out A rockstar from the block, I stand out Came from nothin', I f- my advance up When I hit the game with my flow, n- ran off (no cap) F- it, I'm not your average Joe When I leave the house, I tuck it I'm rich, I don't shop on no budget He clutchin', my lil' youngin want him a bucket (score) I hop on this bi- and run it If I said it, I seen it or done it These lil' n- never robbed nobody, ain't caught no body And ain't gettin' no money (cap) Where I'm from it's sports or gunplay We looked up to the killers and dealers But even them n- won't make it out one day Before my first M, I been had hood fame Took off like I was on the runway I'm a star but still post on the one way Them n- talk but they won't play We let them guns sing like the choir on Sunday Yeah, yeah Hop on the scene and I'm thuggin' That Glock on my hip, so you know that I'm clutchin' Catch me a opp, I'ma down him in public Police keep askin', I'm changin' the subject The way I grew up, man, a n- was workin' Why the f- you got a gun, you not gonna bust it? And a hundred some' shots, I ain't doin' no tussin' Givin' n- temptation like he David Ruffin I ain't gon' cap, I don't even like rappin' But I love wrappin' them bodies and sh- F- a bi- and when I get done I'ma up my Glock and then rob the bi- Catch a n- when he clock out I'ma get him wacked at his job and sh- And I don't know why the police keep f- with me 'Cause they ain't stoppin' sh-, yeah Spin on your block like a remix Shoot him in the face, get his teeth lit Extended clip like a broomstick Shoot a flick like Netflix Scratch a opp off the check-list I just bought a gun off Craigslist Shoot a opp in his brain, I'm leavin' a stain Only thing you see is red sh- If the police behind, we kick dust My gun need some drawers, it got nuts Whole gang we strapped, don't test us If a n- play he gon' get bust, yeah NLE the top shotta Don dada, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Taurus Bartlett, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Bryson Potts, Michael Len Williams, Khalick Caldwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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