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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave East
Dave East
Vocals
Big Len
Big Len
Bass
What's Good Kev
What's Good Kev
Programming
Buda Da Future
Buda Da Future
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Brewster
David Brewster
Songwriter
Francis Ubiera
Francis Ubiera
Songwriter
Daniel Garcia
Daniel Garcia
Songwriter
Lenard Rodriguez
Lenard Rodriguez
Songwriter
Charles Colon
Charles Colon
Songwriter
Kevin Volpe
Kevin Volpe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave East
Dave East
Producer
Buda and Grandz
Buda and Grandz
Producer
Big Len
Big Len
Co-Producer
1ofurfriends
1ofurfriends
Co-Producer
What's Good Kev
What's Good Kev
Co-Producer
Velli
Velli
Recording Engineer
Michael Ashby
Michael Ashby
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

How many times do I gotta prove I'm one them guys that will never lose? (I'm one them guys) Look in the sky and you see how we move I done got tired of teachin' the school Retired from thinkin', you thinkin' the same way, I'm thinkin, "The fuck was I drinkin'?" I built a tunnel in back of the crib that go straight to a safe and it's long as the link in, fuck is you thinkin'? Real dope boy all, white Nike Airs or a fresh pair of BAPEs (Pair of BAPEs) With a smoke in the spot, said he lookin' for a job, told him, "Watch for them people" (Watch for them people) I can't put the crib in my name 'cause everything in that bitch illegal, uh (Illegal) It's scales, it's baggies, titties is out and plus it's a few Desert Eagles (Few Desert Eagles) We throw the money up Went from a G-Shock to a Patek, I'm comin up I think of them nights all I ate was a honey bun It was so dark but I knew that the sun would come Nobody like me, I'm one of one (One of one) Your dog keep barkin', we might have to muzzle him If I don't leave with them then I did not come with them Check out the scoreboard, look like we won again (Yeah) I'm at the Garden, sittin' so close to the game, I might just talk to D Rose (My nigga) Stick out my foot, I might just trip up the ref, you on the net talking 'bout goals I been through the fire, I had to take off my socks and step over coal to sit in this Rolls Some niggas came in and they workin' Some of them just slow, that means that sometimes it's somethin' calm (Yeah) We knockin' these bitches down, see that we in the game them niggas is out of bounds Heavy tip when we riding 'round, I ain't have it before but they see I got it now Helicopters get bodies found (Woo) You can't swim in that water, you probably drown (Drown) It ain't no more postin' in lobbies now (No) 'Cause we pull up in Maseratis now (Vroom, gone) Real dope boy all, white Nike Airs or a fresh pair of BAPEs (Pair of BAPEs) With a smoke in the spot, said he lookin' for a job, told him, "Watch for them people" (Watch for them people) I can't put the crib in my name 'cause everything in that bitch illegal, uh (Illegal) It's scales, it's baggies, titties is out and plus it's a few Desert Eagles (Few Desert Eagles) We knockin' these bitches down, see that we in the game them niggas is out of bounds Heavy tip when we riding 'round, I ain't have it before but they see I got it now Helicopters get bodies found You can't swim in that water, you probably drown (Drown) It ain't no more postin' in lobbies now 'Cause we pull up in Maseratis now (Vroom, vroom) Or we might pull up in them Maybachs (Skrr) Wife beater with a big splif rolled Six braids, got them straight back Takin' Diddy shots, bitch, take that (Take that, take that) I played the kitchen like Ajax Brought a new bench he like eight racks Local showed what to do, that's straight facts Covid out so I ride with a face mask, yeah Real dope boy, all white Nike Airs and a brand new pistol (Brand new pistol) Smoke in the spot, lookin' out, I told him he should look out through the window (Through the window, through the blinds) He don't want nothin' but base, I bet you that change up the tempo (Nothin' but base) I got a F&N with a red beam, that bitch came with a menstrual You can't erase nothin' I did 'cause I ain't write this with no pencil Niggas play tough until they really get identified by they dental Woke up in a cold sweat, one hundred pies in the rental Nervous like the first day of school, worst come to worst, play it cool Already did the worst we could do Real dope boy all, white Nike Airs or a fresh pair of BAPEs (Pair of BAPEs) With a smoke in the spot, said he lookin' for a job, told him, "Watch for them people" (Watch for them people) I can't put the crib in my name 'cause everything in that bitch illegal, uh (Illegal) It's scales, it's baggies, titties is out and plus it's a few Desert Eagles (Few Desert Eagles) Yeah, my real dope boy Nigga watch for the cops
Writer(s): Daniel Garcia, Writer Unknown, Francis Ubiera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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