Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pooh Shiesty
Pooh Shiesty
Vocals
Lontrell Williams
Lontrell Williams
Vocals
SpiffoMadeIt
SpiffoMadeIt
Programming
K Shiday
K Shiday
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amani "A $" Hernández
Amani "A $" Hernández
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Evan Melville
Evan Melville
Recording Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
SpiffoMadeIt
SpiffoMadeIt
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(SpiffoMadeIt, bitch)
[Chorus]
My lil' **** turned into a rat, so it's fuck what we was
You **** gon' keep it honest, we tellin' lies to the judge
Car hoppin', we servin' junkies, come through slow, we shootin' it up
We got dirty sticks up in this GMC, shots out a moving truck
I just poured a trey up in a Fanta, I like how it fuzz
Fuckin' groupie bitches chasin' clout, they tryna ride my buzz
Ayy, who the fuck is buddy 'nem? Them lil' **** ain't come with us
1017, So Icy Summer, get down or come run with us (So Icy), brr
[Verse 1]
I'm an animal, I promise it won't take long (It won't take long)
I bake a cake, he beat it up, I think he King Kong (Think he King Kong)
Spend that money, get that bread, you know what he on (Sheesh)
Patty cake, go back and forth just like a ping pong (Baow, baow)
And you know me, I'm with the team, make it spread, 1017
Is a bird gon' sink or swim? Trade your hoodrat for a gem
You need chocolate, M&Ms, dirty dancin' in the lens
I be settin' all the trends, money heist, call me Berlin
[Chorus]
My lil' **** turned into a rat, so it's fuck what we was
You **** gon' keep it honest, we tellin' lies to the judge
Car hoppin', we servin' junkies, come through slow, we shootin' it up
We got dirty sticks up in this GMC, shots out a moving truck
I just poured a trey up in a Fanta, I like how it fuzz
Fuckin' groupie bitches chasin' clout, they tryna ride my buzz
Ayy, who the fuck is buddy 'nem? Them lil' **** ain't come with us
1017, So Icy Summer, get down or come run with us, brr
[Verse 2]
Extortion, that what keep us paid, trappin' hard just to make a way
Two bodies, one dirty K, burn the car, ain't no switchin' plates
Them straight eights how we get away, do the dash, watch me shake the jakes
Bad bitches, expensive taste, all my hoes got a hundred K
Or better
Ho talkin' 'bout she gon' post me on Monday, I just might let her
Gucci came, got to certify, he knew I was a stepper
**** thinkin' shit cool, up with this chopper and watch me melt him
Ayy, we might cash out with the plug and double back before we mail 'em
[Chorus]
My lil' **** turned into a rat, so it's fuck what we was
You **** gon' keep it honest, we tellin' lies to the judge
Car hoppin', we servin' junkies, come through slow, we shootin' it up
We got dirty sticks up in this GMC, shots out a moving truck
I just poured a trey up in a Fanta, I like how it fuzz
Fuckin' groupie bitches chasin' clout, they tryna ride my buzz
Ayy, who the fuck is buddy 'nem? Them lil' **** ain't come with us
1017, So Icy Summer, get down or come run with us, brr
Written by: K Shiday, Lavonte Powers, Lontrell Williams
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