Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Unghetto
Unghetto
Performer
YBN Nahmir
YBN Nahmir
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mathieu Muyumba
Mathieu Muyumba
Composer
Nicholas Simmons
Nicholas Simmons
Composer
Daniel Okah
Daniel Okah
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Awful Daniel
Awful Daniel
Producer
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah (it's awful Daniel) Slide to her crib Beat it, Micheal Jackson I know hella niggas wanna put on my back But no, I can't let it happen Talkin' with you fenofuckers, I ain't with the chatter Get up out my way if you a threat to me (threat to me) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) If I know you hatin' then you dead to me (dead to me) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) She for everybody, call her Heffany (Heffany) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) I can't fall in love and let her get to me (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Slide to her crib, beat it like abuser Had to cut her off 'cause I ain't wanna use her Tell me if it's up, get off the computer If you wanna play with me, the choppa gonna mute ya Oh, aim it right at your medulla Boom, boom, boom, boom, now them bullets going through ya I flex on my ex, but I used to be a loser Snakes in my head got me feelin' like Medusa I'm really with the shits and I can hit ya bitch I ain't worried 'bout them niggas, they be talkin' that gibberish Oh, I was gettin' dubbed, but now I'm gettin' rich, oh I'm Unghetto but my bitch know how to flip a brick Slide to her crib Beat it, Micheal Jackson I know hella niggas wanna put on my back But no, I can't let it happen Talkin' with you fenofuckers, I ain't with the chatter Get up out my way if you a threat to me (threat to me) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) If I know you hatin' then you dead to me (dead to me) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) She for everybody, call her Heffany (Heffany) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) I can't fall in love and let her get to me (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Baby I'm a thug, I can't fall in love You can't catch me in that bitch, that's my blower in the club Take her out the hood, got my bitch a bag Taught her how to get that money now she bringing in that cash Aye, I can't fuck a bitch if she ain't 'bout her cheese (hey) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Fuck yo' nigga bitch 'cause she ain't fuckin' with me (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Do a show, I gotta pick up that bag and Fuck yo' hoe, going crazy slappin' on her backend Chicken in my pockets fallin' out All these bitches going, they see I'm that nigga now Swervin' in the Lambo', you ain't catchin' shit I was in that bando, tryna hit a lick I got big guns like Rambo, this nigga don't get hit Pulling strings like a banjo, the leader of my clique Slide to her crib Beat it, Micheal Jackson I know hella niggas wanna put on my back But no, I can't let it happen Talkin' with you fenofuckers, I ain't with the chatter Get up out my way if you a threat to me (threat to me) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) If I know you hatin' then you dead to me (dead to me) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) She for everybody, call her Heffany (Heffany) (Woah, woah, woah, woah) I can't fall in love and let her get to me (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Writer(s): Jun Hyuk Choi, Ye Chan Yu, Jae Woo Jeong, Seon Woo Jeong, Nahmir Ybn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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