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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quando Rondo
Quando Rondo
Rap
A-17
A-17
Programming
Cubanojam
Cubanojam
Programming
GD Beats
GD Beats
Programming
Vicky Ferri
Vicky Ferri
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abdullah Omar Ismael Almarsoomi
Abdullah Omar Ismael Almarsoomi
Songwriter
Gerardo Delgado
Gerardo Delgado
Songwriter
Julian Alberto Menendez
Julian Alberto Menendez
Songwriter
Tyquian Bowman
Tyquian Bowman
Songwriter
Victor Ferreira
Victor Ferreira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A-17
A-17
Producer
Cubanojam
Cubanojam
Producer
GD Beats
GD Beats
Producer
Vicky Ferri
Vicky Ferri
Producer
Bobby Youngblood
Bobby Youngblood
Mastering Engineer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I tell 'em scoot from out my way I need it now, no, I can't wait Hit it from the back, it got me sweatin' Lil' shawty, she the finest I done seen, she like a present Brand new 'Rarri, I got that stick inside this bitch Don't try to test me One hunnid or better, we get to dumpin' Smith & Wessons (oh) Late-night swervin', all day lurkin' Broad day wit' that .223 J-O-G, they know that they like murder Hey, why I ain't heard of? I swear to God, too many people R.I.P. I swear that we gon' leave him, bleedin' Whole family grievin' Two-hunnid-twenty thousand spent that on designer clothes Most likely in 'em project houses with the finest ho Look like a nigga hit the lotto with this bankroll Hand on the Glock, we hit they corner like you ain't know I can't fold, I'm way too solid like a brick What you ain't know Half of them got knocked off by the clique Revolvers, we got plenty Fuck a Tahoe, Lamborghini Elijah talkin' Keemy, bitch, I'm ballin', no arena I'm kickin' Peezy on this beat With a extendy in the glizzy I put a beamy on the Nina Gon' put my name right on your titty Slangin' nine from out of beamer She say I don't know how to treat her Ha, I just had a threesome, pussy wet, Aquafina I just had a threesome, pussy wet, call FEMA Mmm, I done really ran me up a check off reefer I just really, really want the neck, she's an eater My lil' nigga pay to get you whacked, gon' beat her Hit it from the back, it got me sweatin' Lil' shawty, she the finest I done seen, she like a present Brand new 'Rarri, I got that stick inside this bitch Don't try to test me One hunnid or better, we get to dumpin' Smith & Wessons (oh) Late-night swervin', all day lurkin' Broad day wit' that .223 J-O-G, they know that they like murder Hey, why I ain't heard of? I swear to God, too many people R.I.P.
Writer(s): Julian Menendez, Victor Ferreira, Gerardo Delgado, Tyquian Bowman, Abdullah Almarsoomi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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