Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fastmoney Ant
Performer
Anthony Askew
Lead Vocals
Isaiah Dukes
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Askew
Songwriter
Isaiah Dukes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jasooo
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Skrrt
Bitch
Ayy
Go
(Jasooo)
Drench gang, ayy
Say that
Go, go, ayy
[Chorus]
We the ones really standing on business
Fifties, switches, windows tinted when we enter trenches (Say that)
No witness gang when we catch a witness (He lay at)
Pull up on the opps' block and drench 'em
Send shots, high-speed the district
****, we was steady spinnin'
Like grrt, hold on, lil' bro, let me get him
But luckily, we survived the trenches
Shit was vicious, they know who we are
They tote pistols where I'm from, them kids ain't in the park
[Verse 1]
We was gangbangin', grew up aimin', see a target, spark it
Got our name ringin', on the frontline, weapons loaded, marchin'
Shit was game changin', opps come down the spot, we buck and park 'em
Had to grow up painless, all them killings was the problem (Go)
My doggy hurt, can't get a visit
Get away boys, we'll leave the district
Get away boys, we'll whack a witness
Get away boys, them clips extended
If I ever told my story, I'd be somewhere servin' life
They tryna go on hits, it ain't no kids flyin' no kites
Ayy, go
[Chorus]
We the ones really standing on business
Fifties, switches, windows tinted when we enter trenches (Say that)
No witness gang when we catch a witness (He lay at)
Pull up on the opps' block and drench 'em
Send shots, high-speed the district
[Verse 2]
All my opps is dead, so they can't diss me in no song (Diss me in no song)
The ones I love the most can't do no hits, bro got his ass gone (Foenem got his ass gone)
This is way before the COVID, bro'nem had they mask on (Foenem had they mask on)
Yeah, that block that he was claimin', that's that block he died on, ayy (His ass died on)
Glocks and switches, feel the tension, get the blicky, ayy (Grrah)
High-speed king, they hit the lights, they hear my engine, ayy (Engine)
Way before a name, been fuckin' bitches, ayy
Way before this fame, been killin' opps and standin' on business, uh, glah, glah
Killin' shit, **** (Killin' shit), drillin' shit, **** (We drillin' shit)
Keep broke hoes from 'round me, they be stealin' shit, **** (Fuck them broke hoes)
Keep them **** from 'round me that ain't killin' shit, **** (If they ain't killin' shit)
I let this bitch go, you know you hear the switch, rrah
[Chorus]
We the ones really standing on business
Fifties, switches, windows tinted when we enter trenches (Say that)
No witness gang when we catch a witness (He lay at)
Pull up on the opps' block and drench 'em
Send shots, high-speed the district
My Glock a ref and whistle
Like grrt, hold on, lil' bro, let me get him
But luckily, we survived the trenches
Shit was vicious, they know who we are
They tote pistols where I'm from, them kids ain't in the park
We was gangbangin', grew up aimin', see a target, spark it
Written by: Anthony Askew, Isaiah Dukes
