Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kollosus
Kollosus
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirk Young
Kirk Young
Songwriter
Willie Clayton
Willie Clayton
Songwriter
Sir Jason Royster
Sir Jason Royster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chophouze
Chophouze
Producer

Lyrics

I walked up in the strip she said \" Good Morning\". I\'m tryna pull a local brought a foreign in. I predict the weather now its pouring. I got them racks in blocks and now they soaring, its pouring (2x)
Its soaring , ice glittering and glowing , don\'t do no approaching , its on me and its showing. You know it ****, what the fuck been going , how we rocking , how we rolling, how we pop it any moment. How we fall off in that Zat with them racks and that aroma . Put that stress up in your chest and put that block up in ya coma. You see I pull up in that Vette and twinski pull up in Corola. He got the glizzy super tucked, P don\'t use no holster.
I walked up in the strip she said \" Good Morning\". I\'m tryna pull a local brought a foreign in. I predict the weather now its pouring. I got them racks in blocks and now they soaring, its pouring (2x)
The bitch super fine and her jit just graduated. Her momma think I\'m sexy but her baby daddy hating. Scammer of the year she go by the candy lady . She from central Florida tryna get a job at Grady. If you wanna make arrangements that bitch come with payments. Spend a extra rack her best friend on the way from Macon.. Geeked up, bean dust they taking. Look I beat shit down up, no faking.
I walked up in the strip she said \" Good Morning\". I\'m tryna pull a local brought a foreign in. I predict the weather now its pouring. I got them racks in blocks and now they soaring, its pouring (2x)
All this ice on me this shit dripping like water. Name another trap **** that go harder. I flooded out my wrist, coulda bought a charger. That shit you flexing, spent it on my son and daughter , with no problem.
Bitch Im litty ask the city , i been turned up. Rolling Zaza blowing O\'s the size of donuts. This shit get litty every time I hold my wrist up. I\'m working out , in the trap I\'m doing pick ups, can barely sit up.
I walked up in the strip she said \" Good Morning\". I\'m tryna pull a local brought a foreign in. I predict the weather now its pouring. I got them racks in blocks and now they soaring, its pouring (2x)
Written by: Kirk Young, Sir Jason Royster, Willie Clayton
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