Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mych Win
Mych Win
Songwriter
Meech Kennedy
Meech Kennedy
Songwriter

Lyrics

I keep this shit gold like a mayan
Said they out here living but that boy barely surviving
Pistol bang wet you up like a siren
Heard that was the fam how you been dealing wit the violence
Trigger finger itching I been begging you to try it
Back then I wasn't living really I was just surviving
Don't worry bout shit shorty you too damn fine
Rubbing on you waistline on a coastline
Ima get so high I can touch the sky
Burn so many woods its a forest fire
Hot in here you the hottest no lie
Light this shit up like the fourth of July
All these haters wanna slice of yo pie
Shorty you a pro-o-o-o
Love the way it go-o-o-o
Baby now you know-o-o-o
And Winnah been my **** since his family had that fire
Ice cold winters had to sleep next to that fire
And I won't be that type of **** to trip I let it slide
And that don't mean the same as Im finna let it slide
Draco shorty pulling up wanna slide
I let the beat build now its banging like I pimp my ride
They criticize they telling lies
Shorty wanna fuck me that's a cream pie
**** gettin mad about these popped hoes
That bitch aint no baddy she got ugly toes
That not one of mine I don't fuck none of those
Its that riverside I rock my own clothes
Whoa
Oh
Yo
Whoa
Ho
Go
Ghostkii
With Win
Written by: Meech Kennedy, Mych Win
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