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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blac Youngsta
Blac Youngsta
Vocals
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sammie Benson
Sammie Benson
Songwriter
Brytavious Chambers
Brytavious Chambers
Composer
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Dominique' Jones
Dominique' Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Larry Anthony
Larry Anthony
Mastering Engineer
Rasta Papii
Rasta Papii
Recording Engineer
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Producer

Lyrics

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Gang, gang, Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga? Tay Keith shoot these niggas up 901, M-Town shit, bitch You know I was the first nigga droppin' on Tay Keith beats 'Fore you niggas ever knew about him, on God, yeah (Tay Keith produced it) I been goin' hard for the block for done too long You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on I'm in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I ain't goin' in the club 'less I got the tool on Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew long And don't tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown (yeah) I been goin' hard for the block for done too long You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on I'm in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I ain't goin' in the club 'less I got the tool on Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew long And don't tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown I don't conversate 'cause you talk cheap (bitch) Whine like a bitch, put him in a car seat (yeah) I don't drink shit, but I'm kinda toxic (yeah) Shawty camel thick, but she take roxy (gang) I was in the bricks when the narcs popped me (yeah) Hate on my pimpin', they was tryna knock me (yeah) Now I'm an entertainer like Jamie Foxx, see (see me) Look in my eyes and you can see what 'Pac see (see me) I put a hit on my verse, I met Tay Keith first (facts) She gon' drop it to the floor and make it twerk (facts) If I shot my plug, I'ma make it work (boom) My lil' shooters slip and slide, make it surf (grrt) Rich nigga healthy, I don't eat no fruits (whoo) I kick shit on your block like I'm Goku (go) I'm a real nigga, keep it real like I'm supposed to (go) Pull down with the Glock and soak you (go) I been goin' hard for the block for done too long You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on I'm in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I ain't goin' in the club 'less I got the tool on Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew long And don't tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown (yeah) I been goin' hard for the block for done too long You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on I'm in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I ain't goin' in the club 'less I got the tool on Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew long And don't tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown I been goin' hard for the hood since four feet The killers, the robbers, the police, they know me Pop out on opps, spin they block in the lowkey Hit it, spit it, get acquitted My jacket cost four thousand, it's Givenchy A nigga gon' go viral, they don't mention it Chasin' this guala, fuck the penitentiary I ran it up inside a Buick Century They startin' hittin', he ain't see it comin' Them youngins gon' Call of Duty for this money You want your issue? Fuck it, push up on me You ever seen me? Pistol, it was on me Ready to handle business by my lonely But I keep some hitters with me, they be on it Ain't fuckin' with these niggas, they be phony Keep me a check ahead, I put it on ya I been goin' hard for the block for done too long You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on I'm in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I ain't goin' in the club 'less I got the tool on Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew long And don't tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown (yeah) I been goin' hard for the block for done too long You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on I'm in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I ain't goin' in the club 'less I got the tool on Goin' against the gang, that's the way you get shoot on Code red, I don't give a fuck who I knew long And don't tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown Beam on the Glock, I done got a new gizmo Sign to Bread Gang, get a chain and extendo F.N. bullet, put that shit against the window Fuck with everybody, but I bang with the bando Hit her first night that we met, she easy 30 gon' slime you out, he greasy Better not up no gun and don't squeeze it Stampin' shit, my opps and them heated (fuck 'em) Been goin' federal, me and Tay Keith (facts) Good bowls of regular came from AZ (pack) Seven-forty-two, pull up and see me (trap) Three-ninety-two, I lose the police (skat) I'm that nigga that you never gon' be (speak up) Load the drum like I'm makin' the beat (huh) A year lease, hitters move on your street (no) Once they crank up, it'll never be peace
Writer(s): Dominique Armani Jones, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Sammie Benson, Brytavious Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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