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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2KBABY
2KBABY
Lead Vocals
Alan Passmore
Alan Passmore
Programming
Danny Hajj
Danny Hajj
Programming
Jabarionthebeat
Jabarionthebeat
Programming
VVS Melody
VVS Melody
Programming
Ycdahotboy
Ycdahotboy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Todd
Christian Todd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Passmore
Alan Passmore
Mixing Engineer
Danny Hajj
Danny Hajj
Producer
Jabarionthebeat
Jabarionthebeat
Producer
VVS Melody
VVS Melody
Producer
Ycdahotboy
Ycdahotboy
Producer

Lyrics

Man, I used to be a sad cat, I want my dad back Now a ni- having flashbacks, we never had that This was way before the Snapchat and all the CashApp I was wishing, "Could I smash that?" But I was laughed at And yeah, I ran up on a bad track, wish I could backtrack Tell that pu- nigga, back-back, I got a bad rap Never leave without my backpack, this ain't no rap cap Man, I came down to my last pack I broke it down and I had gave my brother half that Now I'll never leave the fu-' stupid bi-, I'm a lab rat Watch the way I whip the fu-' coupe, I bet I'll crash that Got these ni- scared to bust a move, I'll drop a fat stack I love the way my ni- fu-' shoot, I call 'em mad max Now who gon' clap back? I might put on my black hat And let you know some fast facts, ain't never wear no snapbacks I rarely use a hashtag, I had cut-off a natnat Don't care if shorty a- fat If you didn't know me before all these Roleys Then you gotta show me And now I got cold feet 'bout who came before me 'Cause you never told me I want you to hold me before I go OD Don't call on the police Just keep this sh- low-key, you really my woadie Take care of my OG if you really for me 'Cause I treat your momma like I treat my momma We f-ed up these commas All type of designer, took you outta drama When they couldn't find us, put you on a line-up But you outta line, bruh, just give all your lies up My ni-, your time's up, ayy, ayy Big decision, I made my mind up, ayy, ayy It's been a minute since I done cracked up I know this sh- get wicked, but this sh- I ain't sign up Need be, I would do it over just to repeat, yeah Please be on the same energy when you see me, yeah Need sleep, feel like I ain't been to sleep in three weeks Not once, I'm done, can't trust no one If I didn't proceed with what God told me Would you ever know me? Yeah If you knew the old me, man, he was in so deep They said it was O.V., ayy Say you want a front-row seat, just for you to show free Just come get to know me, yeah Would you still have chose me if I was the poor me? Guess we'll never know, B, keep ballin' like Kobe, yeah Need be, I would do it over just to repeat, yeah Please, be on the same energy when you see me, yeah Need sleep, feel like I ain't been to sleep in three weeks Not once, I'm done, can't trust no one
Writer(s): Scott Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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