Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
EST Gee
Vocals
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
K Akira
K Akira
Programming
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Akira Yuen
Akira Yuen
Songwriter
George Stone III
George Stone III
Songwriter
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K Akira
K Akira
Producer
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
Producer
Eric Fernandez
Eric Fernandez
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Youngblood
Ryan Youngblood
Recording Engineer
Tyler Fisher
Tyler Fisher
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Tell 'em I'm on whatever, with whoever wan' take it there I rolled by the scene, ain't see nobody, but the face was there Where I'm from, if you ain't got no bodies, then you can't compare Quiet when you creep, blow with that chopper like you chasin' deer Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there? We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears I remember, I spunt with a deuce-deuce, and it ain't make a difference Long as you get close enough to smell him when you try and hit him I put syrup on my filters, masked up with some killers We can shoot out two-three minutes, 'cause it's fifties on our pistols They ain't wanna see me rich (they ain't wanna) Knew the outcome be horrific (horrific) In the streets, you only win if you got medals, this Olympics I was ridin' fishbowl, passin' out them Teslas with my niggas Burn the whip, I switch the clothes, lil' bro got daily on his mission I got semis with the switches This bitch jam, he put it on wrong (he put it on wrong) But it just took one to send your dawg home, he long gone (he long gone) Last night, I had dreamt they dropped his charges and brought Zone home We went on a spree for like a week, ain't turn my phone on Tell 'em I'm on whatever, with whoever wan' take it there I rolled by the scene, ain't see nobody, but the face was there Where I'm from, if you ain't got no bodies, then you can't compare Quiet when you creep, blow with that chopper like you chasin' deer Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there? We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there? We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears We the reason for the ceremony and the candlelight (gang) Gee get busy with the pipe, he tryna send one up tonight (gone) Gunners on frontline, just had to send a blitz, then catch a flight Made him see the light, his momma always said his future bright Out of sight, out of mind (gone), carbine, Dracos, and nines (sticks) You the reason he dead, why you leave your man in the blind? 'Posed to told him, we go for real, put this rappin' shit to the side When it comes to this, I don't miss, know we score every time we slide (skrrt) Glock on me go, "Brr," I got switches on my glee (yeah) Switchin' up my flow, these lil' niggas A-B-C (yeah) Blamin' us talkin' 'bout how we fucked up their family tree (yeah) Rest in peace what's-his-name, left his family in disbelief (whoa) Tell 'em I'm on whatever, with whoever wan' take it there I rolled by the scene, ain't see nobody, but the face was there Where I'm from, if you ain't got no bodies, then you can't compare Quiet when you creep, blow with that chopper like you chasin' deer Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there? We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears Headshot him, doctors couldn't revive him, why y'all take him there? We the reason for balloon releases and them teddy bears
Writer(s): Dominique Jones, Dyllan Christopher Mckinney, Demario Dewayne White Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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