Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flee Lord
Flee Lord
Performer
Mephux
Mephux
Performer
LordMobb
LordMobb
Performer
David Paul Cordova
David Paul Cordova
Rap
Dustin Willis Webber
Dustin Willis Webber
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Paul Cordova
David Paul Cordova
Songwriter
Dustin Willis Webber
Dustin Willis Webber
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mephux
Mephux
Producer

Lyrics

Mephux
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Lord, Lord
Top of the food chain, hop out that new thing (Skrrt)
Watch out for blue flames, cops, and a few lames (Stop)
Fluffy clouds in the sky, puffing gas, getting high
Cup of brown, wash it down with my hounds, then we fly (Step up, ****)
Feet up in the Sprinter, turn the heat up in the winter (Yeah)
We gon' take the whole projects, ****, meet us in the center, uh
(Meet us in the center)
Floral tatted by my eye, all savage kind of vibes
Peaceful like a preacher, four-matic by my side (Brrrt)
Pure magic in the ride, doors crack and then we slide (Skrrrt)
Flee, I bring us all together, bro, the Africans and Whites
(I bring us all together, I bring us all together)
Yeah, okay, okay
I bring us all together, the Africans and Whites
Fuck making schemes, we just updating dreams (Yup)
Besides the Bentley on the curb, there's trucks waving beams (Brrrt)
Paying homage all along and spraying llamas on the song (Brrrt)
Started out pinching pennies, now the commas getting strong (Facts)
V8s and V12s, we skate and we meet sales (Skrrt)
You can't pay your bills, ****, you hate to C-mill (Ha-ha-ha)
Life full of lessons, the icing is the blessings (Bling)
I pray the Lord protect us, He's invited to my session
(I'm feelin' good out here)
Written by: David Paul Cordova, Dustin Willis Webber
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