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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Freddie Gibbs
Freddie Gibbs
Vocals
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Performer
Harmony Samuels
Harmony Samuels
Performer
Rania Nasreen White
Rania Nasreen White
Vocals
Michel Ripoche
Michel Ripoche
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Songwriter
Norva Denton
Norva Denton
Songwriter
Phillip Briche
Phillip Briche
Songwriter
Fredrick Tipton
Fredrick Tipton
Songwriter
Michel Ripoche
Michel Ripoche
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Freddie Gibbs
Freddie Gibbs
Executive Producer
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Executive Producer
Norva Denton
Norva Denton
Executive Producer
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Co-Producer
Harmony Samuels
Harmony Samuels
Co-Producer
Kevin “No Credit” Spencer
Mixing Engineer
The Alchemist
The Alchemist
Producer
Alchemist
Alchemist
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah You know what, Al? You know what I'm sayin'? What What a - do if I went so, so, so cold with this shit? You dig? (So cold) Yeah Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you screw? Black Forces, so his brain ain't leave a stain on my shoe Uh, this GOAT talk, bet they put my face on that mountain too (yeah) Blackest in the room like I'm Sam Cooke at the Fontainebleau (yeah, yeah) Blackest in the room like I'm Sam Cooke at the Copa (yeah) East Gary -, we stick together like dope and soda Put that s- on Nation, my cliquelation on Costra Nostra If I smoked him on this side, will I see him when I cross over? Damn Gotta spit it 'cause it sit on my heart The - I think when I look up at the stars I went to jail, the warden put me in the hole 'cause I wouldn't rap for the guards I had bars back when Lambo burned my demo on a CDR This GOAT talk, -, TB12 From the streets to the cell, bitch, I bail, all well (all well) Got the AK with the catcher, we ain't leavin' no shells Plus I'm surgical with this - like Training Day Denzel, yeah Blackest in the room, Fred Hampton, they came and shot it up Blackest in the room, Jeff Fort when he hit Gaddafi up Blackest in the room, why can't - hit Clarence Thomas up? My cousin live in Flint, she been sick since they fucked the water up I start the drama up (you forgot) Black suits and black curses, limo service pick your mama up (pick your mama up, bitch) Checked out on that ambulance, too late to hit the doctor up (yeah) Cut off all my - from last year, I cleaned my roster up (cut that -) A - did a rebuild, tons on the scizale Shows, I need a hundred fifty thousand like I'm Ezal Sent in on the truck, the pack too big to do the mizail Tried to kick that cup, but f- around and I got a refill F- around, we gon' find out F- around, get found slumped Silly -, they be worried 'bout a - body count 'stead of countin' up Forgiato with the floatin' caps on the new 'Lac, got it mounted up Baby tried to throw that - out, but I was passed out, and she was out of luck Yeah, you're out of luck, - Nervous 'cause detectives is lurkin', they pick the workers up (yeah) Jump it off like Bizzy and Juicy, I - these verses up Kane Train kick-door, shorty, you just a burglar (yeah) My pistol with my pillow, I sleep amongst all the murderers Nervous 'cause detectives is lurkin', they pick the workers up (yeah) Jump it off like Bizzy and Juicy, I - these verses up N- don't give no -, if you die, they might shoot your service up (baow) My pistol with my pillow, I sleep amongst all the murderers, -, yeah Big Rabbit again, uh Welcome to the Triple S hotel, resort And casino, where your pleasure is our priority Please listen to the menu as our recent selections have changed For reservations, press one For concierge, press two For valet, press three For all other questions or concerns, please wait on the line And our next available associate will assist you momentarily As our valued guest, we appreciate your time, consideration And thank you for your patience Soul Sold Separately
Writer(s): Freddie Gibbs, Norva Denton, Ben Lambert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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