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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevonte Lashawn White
Kevonte Lashawn White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod By. (@Fuxas 808)
Prod By. (@Fuxas 808)
Producer

Lyrics

You best take cover when I shoot my Yeek Aiming wild with a .30 clip inside of it
Wherever T-Nice let off fire, just know I'm on the side of him
We see a op in the club and walk out first, you know it's time, but yeah
He woofing on the net, screaming, get off, and calm yo high lil kid
I'm well aware so it's only 5 ****, I go with Bending, I used to role model Basko until he told on Kenny
**** condone in it, so fuck whoever feel offended
We catch a case and lose in trail, you're supposed to go down with me
Certain **** lay up under different laws I don't do this for clout, I do this for the cause
So if you know deep inside you ain't with it, you should get involved
So while you ahead, you should go and quit it
Before you show a flaw, if I see outsiders with ops, while spinning, I'ma kill them all
No lie, we was five cars through they shit But the first two ain't have no tint
But we gon' still get it on, see a op jump out and hit
Bending through I be, not seen no emotional Or a **** slipping out in the open
Oh look, he by hisself, let's do it quick, make him a victim
You ain't did nothing gangster, boy, if you don't regret it
I wouldn't take nothing back, but in my dreams I get attacked by the devil
Cause I put some **** in the dirt, AI-15 pistol my shovel
Cause once I shot him one time in the head, they dug him six feet under my level
These hoes gon' jock my dick so bad when I get that big face bezel
No, you can't claim me my opp if it's a rumor, you telling
If you dead, bro, get some action, sell it Say he a loose screw, catch him nail it
Vono still tote straps, he a felon, concealing a deadly weapon
Yeah, I keep my life tucked in my pants, behind my belt, you see a Gen 5
He on Insta talking shit, but crying like a bitch when his friends die
And they be inside, cause every time they come outside, we dump like 50 at em
First fell in love with straps, when I seen Gatewoods on top my momma's kitchen cabinet
Yep, I been a savage, since 15, I been laying law with that ratchet
Let bitch **** have it, had to make a name for myself
Coming up, no cash, just blasting Then Ro told me, don't get your face hot
for nothing neph, sell some action Took a while for me to listen
hard-headed, just wanted smoke Zip him, roll him in a Swish
light it up, and then he choke in the pen gay shit never came across my
mind, and I ain't tell to get home No rat, no homo, and I ain't no bitch
Still sit with no flaws on my throne We go opp hunting, hop out if he lacking
then crack his dome When I throw a rock and an opp get hit
I don't hide it, make it well-known She say she got a thing for me
I got a thing for her too But I play her close and keep my distance
I put that flame on her dude
TGE shit Pull up on you, make you bleed quick
Written by: Kevonte Lashawn White
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