Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Autumn!
Autumn!
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Autumn!
Autumn!
Songwriter
Benjamin C Phillips Jr
Benjamin C Phillips Jr
Composer
Benjamin C. Phillips
Benjamin C. Phillips
Songwriter

Lyrics

Choppa got kick, got blowback
**** under me like a doormat
Stay on the move, I'm a nomad
That boy is a clone and you know that
Stealing flows you stealing my format
Got a Glocky on me and it go blatt (Blatt)
These **** so fu
You talking shit put his ass on the news
He tryna hang, told him go grab a noose
That beefin' shit, that's old news
Aye, what Summrs said, bro?
"Stop playing with me, I done told you"
Can't hang with me, I done told you
Ain't the same as me, I done told you
Got bands all in my pocket
You know them all, yeah, they stay blue
Take one look at his wallet
Now watch it turn that **** face blue
These lil' **** need to stop it
Tell that lil' boy he better stay in school
Got yo bitch in my DMs
His bitch begging me to come through
Finna blow, yeah, I finna break through
'Fore you take me, I'ma take you
Push his wig back like a new hairdo
Spend a whole check on a new pair of shoes
I'm fly as fuck like a damn parachute
Sipping lean, playing Crash Bandicoot
Only two seasons, no substitute
**** want smoke, he can get this shit absolute
Call up some crips to come after you
Ain't playing games, we gon' really come capture you
I don't live by the rules I don't constitute
Beef over clout, yeah, that was a desperate move
Shittin' on ****, feel like I was destined to
Me and Summrs, only **** I listen to
Free my uncle from the institute
Buggaworld shit, don't think I don't remember you
Most of these ****, they pitiful
Needa find another route 'cause music is not for you
My bitch she looks like the huxtable
Man, yo bitch, she ain't even that fuckable
Written by: Autumn!, Benjamin C Phillips Jr, Benjamin C. Phillips
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