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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Keed
Lil Keed
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hagan Lange
Hagan Lange
Composer
Kulachkov Evich
Kulachkov Evich
Composer
Mircea Papusoi
Mircea Papusoi
Songwriter
Raqhid Render
Raqhid Render
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Aresh Banaji
Aresh Banaji
Mixing Engineer
Hagan Lange
Hagan Lange
Producer
A.'Bainz' Bains
A.'Bainz' Bains
Mixing Engineer
Aarne
Aarne
Producer
Angad Bains
Angad Bains
Mixing Engineer
Anthony 'Dub" Williams
Anthony 'Dub" Williams
Recording Engineer
DUB
DUB
Recording Engineer
SKIPASS
SKIPASS
Producer

Lyrics

Damn, Skipass, it's a whole other wave right here Damn, Aarne, you goin' crazy on this motherfuckers It been a cold world, shit, it been a cold world, shit I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her Keep a ratchet bitch on the side, I'm tired of her Came from poverty, I'm the same old, I'm tired of hurt Yeah, mmm-mmm I been runnin' through that money, baby, mmm-mmm I just crossed 'em out, baby, mhm I just want you to understand that I will kill you, no cap in that Heard you talkin' 'bout you bouncin' back 210 on the fast one, SRV jet Baby, I can feel you Everything you sayin' 'bout me, you kept it true I just took a opp block, cut it in two I just took a opp block and I swept it like brooms StickBaby goin' so, so dumb, yeah, he missin' some screws Yeah, I got a big bag, flood my mouth and mama them too Yeah, my daddy had a stroke, we ain't givin' up, yeah, that's two It been a cold world, shit, it been a cold world, shit I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her Keep a ratchet bitch on the side, I'm tired of her Came from poverty, I'm the same old, I'm tired of hurt Jackman, goddamn, why they take Jackman? Yeah, we crush your block like a soda can I ain't scared of you, I'm a God-fearing man But I wear Fear of God shoes, damn Shit, get your weigh up Shit, I'm gettin' so high, I'm strung out on paper Shit, I wanted to move when she called me, I hit the hoe later Yeah, my hitters, they run up my side, shit, just like a pager Yeah, they hate, you know I'm on my grind, goin' up, escalator Yeah, I shot 'em point-blank range like a fader Doin' every point, I don't need a fader I do what the fuck I want, nigga, I ain't stand no hater I learned that from Lil Gotit (Slatt Gotit) It been a cold world, shit, it been a cold world, shit I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl (yeah, Slimeball) F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her Keep a ratchet bitch on the side, I'm tired of her Came from poverty, I'm the same old, I'm tired of hurt
Writer(s): Raqhid Jevon Render, Hagan Lange, Mircea Papusoi, Kulachkov Fedor Iurevich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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