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PERFORMING ARTISTS
FN DaDealer
FN DaDealer
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jakobe Moody
Jakobe Moody
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yo
Thirty in this switch, ****, I'm fully loaded
Still have one foot in the streets
Now I'm finally focused
Widebody cost me fifty thousand
Still might blow the motor
What the fuck I look like pulling over?
Dope boy, you can smell the odor
Codeine in my soda
**** play, it’s over
Lotta shit done changed since I got older
Now I spend thousands on my cars
And I spend thousands on my fit
She held it down when it was hard
I spent some thousands on my bitch
Shit, it ain't hard to tell I'm lit
Ain't hard to tell I came from shit
They ring bells around the bitch
We pushing real deal Ps
But the opps can't get no sleep
Fuck it, they can’t get no peace
We gon' spit on every street
No copping please, drop one every week
Jumped right off the porch into the streets
Landed on my feet
Hopped inside the water like a G
Like it was 30 feet
Acting like she not a freak
It just take a guy like me
Knowing she do what I want
I get her what she need
Have you ever took a loss
And got down on your knees?
Begging God "Please"
Feel like I'm fighting demons
When they killed my dog
I seen him on the cement
He wasn’t even breathing
Shit turned me to a demon
On God
Thirty in this switch, ****, I'm fully loaded
Still have one foot in the streets
Now I'm finally focused
Widebody cost me fifty thousand
Still might blow the motor
What the fuck I look like pulling over?
Dope boy, you can smell the odor
Codeine in my soda
**** play, it’s over
Lotta shit done changed since I got older
Now I spend thousands on my cars
And I spend thousands on my fit
She held it down when it was hard
I spent some thousands on my bitch
I got diamonds on my wrist
Rose gold piece
I got **** sick
Why they on my dick?
Leave that to yo bitch
I like when she sit on it
Take it out, and spit on it
And she put the tip in
She with me, she missing
I even got her sippin'
She say she like my pimping
I'm straight from out the trenches
She gon' need a dentist
I'm gon' tear her mouth up
Big body Benzes
Now I'm tryna mount it up
Shit been coming in too fast
No time to count it up
I just throw it in the safe
We gon' round it up
Where I'm from it ain't safe
A hundred rounds on us
Better be down to catch a case
If you around us
Thirty in this switch, ****, I'm fully loaded
Still have one foot in the streets
Now I'm finally focused
Widebody cost me fifty thousand
Still might blow the motor
What the fuck I look like pulling over?
Dope boy, you can smell the odor
Codeine in my soda
**** play, it’s over
Lotta shit done changed since I got older
Now I spend thousands on my cars
And I spend thousands on my fit
She held it down when it was hard
I spent some thousands on my bitch
Written by: Jakobe Zyreece Moody, Kappa, Max Wonnenberg, Volkan Songur
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