Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Wald
Rick Wald
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Braydon Wald
Braydon Wald
Songwriter
Kevin Egbujor
Kevin Egbujor
Songwriter
Logan Enkhaus
Logan Enkhaus
Songwriter
Tavon Serebour
Tavon Serebour
Songwriter

Lyrics

Tell me how it goes
Let me tell you how I know
Smoking packs coast to coast
I done heard a thousand flows
Young wordsmiths making platinums yo
Kick backflips got me a trapper ho
Drive faster tho
International
Yo drive a lil faster bro
All my time keep passing folk
Gotta get the bag a lil faster tho
Run up the cash lil dashing flow
Spending the racks on the bastards no
Finessing and flowing so masterful
Gang been bumping heavy and reckless
Drop the weight rock lee I'm ready
Got the gang on my back indebted
Unsatisfied and steady
Let me tell you real quick what I know about
They be talking that shit when you ain't around
Then be quite for the business when It comes down to it
Why she talking about dick shorty slow it down
Pipe down break it up for the OG's
Sold out they can smell it from the nosebleeds
Why they talking bout da team
They ain't know me
They don't know a damn thing
Bout the old me
Young kay from the block
Laying melodies going
Kev dawg on the clock
Ain't no telling who's flowing
L dank with the chop
Got the whole gang slowing
Big T sending shots
No need for the toting
We got enemies got the keys in motion
Sleeping in streets knees deep in the notion
We can't be seen making scenes no choking
Memories bleed but these goals unbroken
My diamonds be doing the tango
Came with the water like my name is rango
Step on the court and i'm taking your ankles
You need support cuz that mixtape was painful
In a new chapter whips getting faster
Upgrade my gatt to a blaster
Ace the master
Pacing my way to the top
Smoke in the face of my ops
You on the case with the cops
There ain't no way we gone stop
There ain't no way to pretend
Came here to kill fuck making amends
Here with my brothers fuck hangin with friends
We independent don't need to depend
Stay in the cut with a sword and a pen
Fucking that bitch and i'm gone with the wind
Cuz frankly dear I don't give a damn
Keep that it heat cause it get cold ski
Negative weather with my bro-ski
Minnesota baby get out of the snow ski
Out in the burbs we trapping remotely
Sipping bowls of ice to phoenix
You say you love me then show me you mean it
Got some money for some water had to freeze it
Slide him out wipe his nose with a kleenex
All of my brothers in motion
Sliding smooth on a bitch like lotion
Big four big five boy you get the notion
Do my part in the fraud like Tony W
We chill as fuck but we welcome the drama
Kev run point i'm in the back with a llama
Ready to blow shit like Osama
Straight up lil **** no comas
Take the time gotta redefine the baseline
Hoes sipping on the wine over FaceTime
No putting all this prime to the wayside
Moving out to the crib on the bay side
Word to mines gotta stay around the main slimes
All the time ain't no b line to the better times
Ill advise this
Not to minimize shit
Only hits I don't I miss
By the flick of wrist
They feeling my shit
Best televise this
No kizzy in the cut
I swear on my spliff
I'm killing this shit
Spilling no sips
Getting silly off the cup
That's chronic
Calling me tonic
So I burn gas haze like comets hoe
I retain control of these phonics
Got em overthinking tho but that's common
Make a bitch laugh a comic no comment
Written by: Braydon Wald, Kevin Egbujor, Logan Enkhaus, Tavon Serebour
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