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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawnti Garner
Songwriter
Lyrics
He finna run
Don't got a gun
I can do some damage
But I'm trynna have
Some fun
Baby stripping naked
And I'm just trynna
Use the tongue
Smoking on this wood swear
I'm fucking up my lungs
Just Trynna be a goat
I ain't never had to tote
Them bitches talking
Crazy I always took that's as
A joke
Lord give em hope
They ain't never brought the
Smoke
Fucking up the bag
I swear they use to being broke
My uncle he a legend
Yeah you know we rock
The seven
If he went down
He'll be shooting shit
From heaven
Tear this bitch down
Cause the 2nd 911
Baby look around
I been looking
For a blessing
Ima have to go
If you gone have
A gal stressing
Messing with the one
Don't be slowing my
Progression
Ain't no tapping out
Once gang join
The session
We trynna eat
Know we steppin
Aye
He finna run
Don't got a gun
I can do some damage
But I'm trynna have
Some fun
Baby stripping naked
And I'm just trynna
Use the tongue
Smoking on this wood swear
I'm fucking up my lungs
Just Trynna be a goat
I ain't never had to tote
Them bitches talking
Crazy I always took that's as
A joke
Lord give em hope
They ain't never brought the
Smoke
Fucking up the bag
I swear they use to being broke
Writer(s): Shawnti Garner
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