Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chavo
Performer
Pi’erre Bourne
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chavo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Don't let a fuck **** bother you
If he do, send a few hollows through
This shit ain't mission impossible
Sell every gram, every molecule
Put my lil' ho in Jean Paul Gautier
She ain't fucking with Nautica
Keep it player, you like my lil' bitch
I like your lil hoe, that's cool, I'll swap witcha
Not a felon, was in Margiela when I got pulled over by them officers
Never talking, no tattletaling
You can go head and call my lawyer, officer
Bell weigh more then a newborn
Cutting on that ho like she was a coupon
Gun like my jeans, gotta keep a tool on me
I ain't always right, but I never do wrong
[Verse 2]
Trap bumping gotta keep a few phones
I want a Prezi, but I gotta 2 tone
Nudie jeans crisp with a Gucci crew on
Glock poking out, hope a **** move wrong
Posted in the trenches with all my jewles on
If a **** get in trouble I'ma hit my true phone
Had to double up, cut it, put a 2 on it
Money poking out you can see the blues on me
Told her turn around, she left a pool on me
Don't trust **** so I gotta few homies
Yea, pull up start shooting
[Verse 3]
Don't let a fuck **** bother you
If he do, send a few hollows through
This shit ain't mission impossible
Sell every gram, every molecule
Put my lil' ho in Jean Paul Gautier
She ain't fucking with Nautica
Keep it player, you like my lil' bitch
I like your lil hoe, that's cool, I'll swap witcha
Not a felon, was in Margiela when I got pulled over by them officers
Never talking, no tattletaling
You can go head and call my lawyer, officer
Bell weigh more then a newborn
Cutting on that ho like she was a coupon
Gun like my jeans, gotta keep a tool on me
I ain't always right, but I never do wrong
[Verse 4]
I can get you wacked
I just make a few calls
Pussy ass ****, I'ma call you RuPaul
I buss her from her back I don't do the blue balls
Perc 30s in my pocket I can here the blues calling
AR pistol and a Draco tucked in the futon
2 racks on the receipt, only left with a shoebox
Ain't seen my face in 2 weeks, oh well, the block hot
**** talk behind a screen
But they never pop out
Glock American made, chopper made in Moscow
How I ride look like parades when I let the top down
Pull up, start shooting
[Verse 5]
Don't let a fuck **** bother you
If he do, send a few hollows through
This shit ain't mission impossible
Sell every gram, every molecule
Put my lil' ho in Jean Paul Gautier
She ain't fucking with Nautica
Keep it player, you like my lil' bitch
I like your lil hoe, that's cool, I'll swap witcha
Not a felon, was in Margiela when I got pulled over by them officers
Never talking, no tattletaling
You can go head and call my lawyer, officer
Bell weigh more then a newborn
Cutting on that ho like she was a coupon
Gun like my jeans, gotta keep a tool on me
I ain't always right, but I never do wrong
Written by: Chavo
