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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nasty C
Nasty C
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cody Rounds
Cody Rounds
Songwriter
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cxdy
Cxdy
Producer
Roy Lenzo
Roy Lenzo
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Nasty C
Nasty C
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

There they go (Ayy) Southside, there they go (Ayy, yeeh) There they go (Ayy) bands There they go (Bands, bands, bands, woah) There they go (Ayy), gangstas, there they go (Ayy) Why your neck green? 'Cause them ain't diamonds and that ain't gold (Woah) There they go (Ayy) Broke ass niggas (Woah) Hatin' ass bitches How you hating on a tuck tuck? You a cunt, cunt You ain't got no vision (Ayy) I'm still spendin' (Ayy), cause I'm that nigga (Ayy) D'Angelo (Ayy) Balenci' (Woah) Me and my gang came for the whole damn cake Nigga, gimme your slice I hate where you came from You snitch, it be a whole city of mice (Hallelujah) I thank God for all the blessings and the real niggas in life (My niggas) A hater will go set Twitter on fire whenever real niggas is right (Yey wena) Things that I don't need in my life (Yey wena) Man that's too pink to be Sprite (Yey wena) Trap shit, I drink lean every night (Yey wena) I be listening to Weezy And he the reason I smoke trees and I bleed on the mic See me now when I was 16, I was right every night I was spittin' 16's by the light You were praying for a job, I was praying for the mob Now we here countin' money and we ain't never counted out Told Pops if he need a couple racks, just shout (Yeah) I'm cleaning 'em out, no doubt (Yeah) King-size bed for my couch NastyCSA, yee, bitches they gon tag for the clout (Yeah) I'm a fine ass nigga from the south Diamonds, whole lotta carats in the mouth, oh man There they go (Ayy) Southside, there they go (Ayy, yee) There they go (Ayy) bands There they go (Bands, bands, bands, woah) There they go (Ayy), gangstas, there they go (Ayy) Why your neck green? 'Cause them ain't diamonds and that ain't gold (Woah) There they go (Ayy) Broke ass niggas (Woah) Hatin' ass bitches How you hating on a tuck tuck? You a cunt, cunt You ain't got no vision (Ayy) I'm still spendin' (Ayy), cause I'm that nigga (Ayy) D'Angelo (Ayy) Balenci' (Woah) The hoes in the videos been ran through You a 7, you ain't really that bad boo Bitches want more champagne, you should get more shampoo I done got so much status I'm fucking my karma then send her at you You ain't gotta know what that means, just gotta know it came from a badass dude I'm an animal with a badass toe And a badass hoe and the cash stack grow Me and my dawg go back I know but he spilled my lean I'm mad at bro You gas me, let it be the gas I smoke Radio would never know the tracks I wrote Me versus me, that's ghost and G.O.A.T I sign deals but I own my soul I might fuck around selling new mixtapes door by door Difference between me and all my foes, when the racks tell me to go, I go Made a lot of money cause I know what I know This flow fucked up Noah's boat You really shouldn't call my money my money, call it Mrs. N-G-C-O-B-O There they go (Ayy) Southside, there they go (Ayy, yee) There they go (Ayy) bands There they go (Bands, bands, bands, woah) There they go (Ayy), gangstas, there they go (Ayy) Why your neck green? 'Cause them ain't diamonds and that ain't gold (Woah) There they go (Ayy) Broke ass niggas (Woah) Hatin' ass bitches How you hating on a tuck tuck? You a cunt, cunt You ain't got no vision (Ayy) I'm still spendin' (Ayy), cause I'm that nigga (Ayy) D'Angelo (Ayy) Balenci' (Woah)
Writer(s): Bert Russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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