Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tafia
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emmanuel Alexis
Songwriter
Carol Benoit
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Load It Up Carl
Producer
Joshua Joseph
Recording Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Carl Paul
[Chorus]
I'm good everywhere you think I ain't
I ain't duckin' no wreck, I'll get in that paint
A general, bitch, you can keep yo' rank
Street cred' speak for itself, on gang
My work gon' speak for itself and it stank
Ice keep hittin' too hard to get tamed
It's gon' be about cake if they mention my name
**** gon' hate when they mention my name
[Verse 1]
I'm too accountable to be counted out
I do me, ****, fuck what they hollerin' 'bout
Prada and Gucci, I'm mixin' today
She want some sushi, don't call it a date
I move the toolie while she gimme face
Cookie and ice cream, I love how she taste
(Yeah, cookie and ice cream, I love how she taste, ha)
Mention my name
Prolly thumbin', don't mention the gang
Bullets comin', ain't lookin' for fame
Here me close, I ain't lookin' for fame (Lookin' for fame)
Snake **** keep tryna bite wit' no venom
I'm aiming for they heart but they ain't got none in 'em
Can't tell I took a L, when it's over I'm a winner
Real big dawg shit, I coulda played center
Hellcat doin' glazed donuts in the winter
I'm out in the A, I'ma brave for a play
Pitch that, catch that any given day
Thirty-two hundred for a OG plate
Thirty-six hundred if you buyin' outta state
Before I hit a lick, I was feeling like Ray
Before I hit a lick, I was feeling like Ray
They told me go get it so I went and did the race (Hol' on)
[Refrain]
Mention my name
Prolly thumbin', don't mention the gang (Uh-huh)
Bullets comin', ain't lookin' for fame
Here me close, I ain't lookin' for fame
Lookin' for fame
Hustle my life, fuck that shit, bitch, I trap and I swipe
Fuck that shit, bitch, I know all my rights
Fuck that shit, I ain't talkin' alright (Talkin' alright)
[Chorus]
I'm good everywhere you think I ain't
I ain't duckin' no wreck, I'll get in that paint
A general, bitch, you can keep yo' rank
Street cred' speak for itself, on gang
My work gon' speak for itself and it stank
Ice keep hittin' too hard to get tamed
It's gon' be about cake if they mention my name
**** gon' hate when they mention my name
Written by: Carol Benoit, Emmanuel Alexis
