Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
EBK Jaaybo
EBK Jaaybo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaymani Gorman
Jaymani Gorman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PesoTalk
PesoTalk
Producer
BeatsByBeast
BeatsByBeast
Producer
Mixedbymcduffie
Mixedbymcduffie
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Peso, how you do that?)
(Beast made a banger)
[Instrumental]
Ayy, look, fuck it up, lil' bitch, you a pornstar
We came from nothin', drive the foreign like a go-kart
I might slither if your friends comin'
That dead bitch shouldn't have said nothin'
I'm puttin' somethin' up behind my dead brother
Ain't never white-flagged beef with nobody
We the reason why they mournin' for your bro body
Keep my distance from these **** 'cause they don't got it
She pay good, I let the ho pop it
And if it's up there, we won't drop it
[Verse 1]
Dada really in the booth, he feel the vibes
Tears drop, lil' bro ain't got to get the tat, just know he died
Don't need the credit, we let nerd **** claim it from that side
I know somebody in this bitch, ayy, Dada, spin it one more time
What you gon' do when the case comin'?
I swear he hate thuggin'
I act up every time I'm in that load, I'm tryna face somethin'
Used to fuck with semis, but I turned into a Drac' buster
Ayy, why you tell the bitch that? That shit was fake, brother
Ha, that's just what **** do
Leave through the South, Dada, what we finna get into?
Oh, we on scripts? Fuck it, let's go clip a Crip or two
Get physical, free the Jordan Court out the pigeon coop
Bitch salt shaker when the booty on the chop suey
Walked through the club, the hoes like, "Bitch, who brought the opps through?"
You from the other side of the South, then you an opp too
Fuck cuz, that **** died sprintin', guess they caught dude, uh
Ayy, double up, ****
That ain't your brother if you slide and he don't go with you
And when it's time to hit the road, just have some hoes with you
[Chorus]
Ayy, look, fuck it up, lil' bitch, you a pornstar
We came from nothin', drive the foreign like a go-kart
I might slither if your friends comin'
That dead bitch shouldn't have said nothin'
I'm puttin' somethin' up behind my dead brother
Ain't never white-flagged beef with nobody
We the reason why they mournin' for your bro body
Keep my distance from these **** 'cause they don't got it
She pay good, I let the ho pop it
And if it's up there, we won't drop it
Written by: Jaymani Gorman
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