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yvngxchris - GUNNINHIMDOWN [Dir. by @DotComNirvan]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
yvngxchris
yvngxchris
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Williams
Christian Williams
Songwriter
mathiastyner
mathiastyner
Composer
Herbert Waters
Herbert Waters
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
yvngxchris
yvngxchris
Recording Engineer
mathiastyner
mathiastyner
Producer
Desmos
Desmos
Producer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Mixing Engineer
Augustine Lim
Augustine Lim
Assistant Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Good for your soul, Desmos) (MATHIAS, hahaha) I KitKat crack the nigga, I'm finna get his bitch ass back Lil' nigga, I'm finna laugh to the mo'fuckin' bank I deposit a cool six hunnid bands When I pull up, he Teen X, he run and ran You mad your shorty is with another man That other man is yvngxchris Tucker, no wonder, damn Yes, I'm built for this shit, I'm not one of them, uh All of these rackies, I'm thumbin' them, uh If he talk crazy, we gunnin' him down He don't got a blick, so we jumpin' him, uh Nigga play with my gang We turn the whole state red like they voted for Trump again Yeah, told that ho, "Bye" Yes, I got a clip on the three heater, that nigga, he need to die But my denims so tight She call me Gunna, when I'm fuckin', I'm pushin' P all of the time (Ayy, run that shit back nigga) Yeah, I be slappin niggas-, nah, let me be for real Do that nigga like a baseball, get him whacked Big glick take a nigga face off of the map Hit her with my eyes closed, Ray Charles from the back She a freak lil' bitch, she grabbed the balls from the back And you smokin' on mid, nigga, you coughin' on that (Yo, you can't be deadass right now, bruh, that shit is mid) Yvngxchris did it, man, who would've guessed it Bitch, I been knew, you the one second guessin' Bitch, I been knew, you the one that was stressin' You the one learnin' the lessons Five months ago I was in class on my phone I was textin' bitches tryna find out the answers for questions Nowadays I'm hittin' thotties right after my shows Gettin' texts like, "I forgot my necklace" Bitch, I smoke the nic', it's fuckin' up my voice and shit Bitches tryna get some money outta me, don't play me bitch (don't play me bitch) Boy, give me that shit that's all on your wrist, inside of my fist Got dick in your bitch, Backwoods make her flip Ain't talkin' 'bout sticks, don't throw out the clip I KitKat crack the nigga, I'm finna get his bitch ass back Lil' nigga, I'm finna laugh to the mo'fuckin' bank I deposit a cool six hunnid bands When I pull up, he Teen X, he run and ran You mad your shorty is with another man That other man is yvngxchris Tucker, no wonder, damn Yes, I'm built for this shit, I'm not one of them, uh All of these rackies, I'm thumbin' them, uh
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