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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ismail Shabazz
Ismail Shabazz
Songwriter
Tyler Hall
Tyler Hall
Songwriter
Casey Russell
Casey Russell
Songwriter

Lyrics

I don't need no writing I don't need no license The flyest fuck the pilot Shine so bright I got the sky lit When I'm shooting I need silence Double tapped he ain't dying They ain't miss him they ain't crying Take his heart we know the science We cut him he feeling defeat Splinter cell man we did it discrete We track niggas so we gotta meet How you stepping all I see is a crease Thought you was up and up all I see decrease Tlc? all I see is a creep Lil bird I'm a aim at your peeps Maid with me so we keeping it neat This is a eagle shooting but it's still gonna tweet This is like bird box ima kill if I see We shook the whole world all you feel is the debris It done got hot for him all he feel is degrees Shit got hot for him all he feel is the breeze I'm tryna get a smell of the pack it'll be gone in a breeze Trapping so long I'm tryna move with the keys I link up with Slutta he throwing up C's I know some niggas that's throwing up B's They be on the bricks still serving them fiends Pour me up a six know I'm moving slowmo Pass me a pack I'm scoring just like Ocho Putting in these laws and actions just like Cuomo Slide in a full grand coupe its a four door Capital garments spend a couple bands in fabrics I'm with the crew bad bitch Money elastic just off the weed and the trap shit Nigga I don't know about you but tef he stacking his cabbage Thought he got the go on me but this ain't for fashion Play with this shit then I get the blasting Ran into them racks I had to step up Stepped into a tonk I had to rep up Told my bitch it ain't no better Man my pockets so damn mad and they fed up I'm on a rat race for that cheddar It's that boy from round the way I'm tryna sell a pound today Boy I'm king I want my crown today I've been selling drugs like I'm Rahday I might pour a four on a Friday I don't need no writing I don't need no license The flyest fuck the pilot Shine so bright I got the sky lit When I'm shooting I need silence Double tapped he ain't dying They ain't miss him they ain't crying Take his heart we know the science We cut them he feeling defeat Splinter cell man we did it discrete We track niggas so we gotta meet
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