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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Onefour
Onefour
Performer
Gotcha!
Gotcha!
Performer
i.amsolo
i.amsolo
Performer
Jerome Misa
Jerome Misa
Rap
Spencer Magalogo
Spencer Magalogo
Rap
Darold Durard Brown
Darold Durard Brown
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerome Misa
Jerome Misa
Songwriter
Solo Tohi
Solo Tohi
Songwriter
Kamron Lloyd Chevannes
Kamron Lloyd Chevannes
Songwriter
Darold Durard Brown
Darold Durard Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gotcha!
Gotcha!
Producer
i.amsolo
i.amsolo
Producer

Lyrics

I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your- To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend I said it before, I'ma say it- All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your- To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz If you wanna end up like them, cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad 'Cause we pull up, aimin' for the- (bah-bah) I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz If you wanna end up like them, cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad 'Cause we'll pull up, aimin' for the chest up Tell him rest up, 'cause I'm next up Now I been on the best bars Livin' my best life, got this thick bitch I'ma show her what dick does Gang pull up and let about six pump I ain't talking 'bout fist bump 'Cause we tryna see, six sums Heard they callin' for peace now But they shouldn't have dissed us I was pissed off, now I'm pissed off again Nah fuck that How dare these fuckboys tryna play with my bread Soon as we touched him we left He screamin' it up and we'll leave it at that I told him stop trippin', listen it's your karma I'm real enough just to see for his bag If he takin' off, he ain't fit for the drama, yeah, yeah Nah fuck that, ay listen up I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz If you wanna end up like them cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad 'Cause we pull up, aimin' for the- (bah-bah) I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz (alright) If you wanna end up like them cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad (ooh, ooh) 'Cause we pull up, aimin' for the chest up (huh-huh-uh, agh) Tell him rest up Fourteen, karats they glist on the teeth (yeah, yeah) Forty hours from LA I landed in Sydney, I'm hittin' the streets (right, ooh) Now hunnid dollar for them show up in Prada I cop up and hop in the V (yeah) Makaveli, trap, loadin' the belly, the Pac in me You niggas stay jackin' my steez Your bitches Tik-Tokin' to me We hit Butter, throw us a party, invite all the Aussie freaks (right) All of my brothers mobbin' deep because I'm the prodigy (right) Black car from- Chicken for free, can't starve a G (that's right) Word, Ferg he got a mansion in the suburbs (teah) Corona, the virus flow Give me a mil' when I spit these germs (woo) I'm tryna be Yung Joc drivin' an Uber with a silky perm I gotta get money, I cannot be bummy, I gots to gets this work (work) I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz If you wanna end up like them cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad 'Cause we pull up, aimin' for the- (bah-bah) I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz If you wanna end up like them cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad 'Cause we pull up, aimin' for the chest up Tell him rest up I done see the way that this games changed A lot of people showing fake love Can never say the streets changed me 'Cause I've been this way since young 'Cause I'm livin' life like a pimp now, came a long way from the slums Came a long way from the trap lad, boy I fell in love with my pump And I can say I did this shit often When he's down and out, I be stompin' People claim I've gone Hollywood, but I'll put a boy in his coffin 'Cause this 45 is still bumpin', got big stacks in my pocket And I slap it all like it's stockton Tell 'em stop there, tell 'em stop it 'Cause they runnin' out of luck My side don't really give a fuck When my goons shoot, you better duck Fell in love with the game and runnin' mucks Gonna save this drama for after With the drillin' on Rick like Gabbana They claim that they smoke this and they smoke that So we left 'em with lava Open ya ears you motherfucka! I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz If you wanna end up like them cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad 'Cause we pull up, aimin' for the- (bah-bah) I said it before, I'ma say it again All of that talk 'til we sprayin' your friends To everyone sayin' we ain't in the field Been in the streets we don't need to pretend Hangin' with them, well it depends, cuz If you wanna end up like them cuz I suggest you start wearin' a vest lad 'Cause we pull up, aimin' for the chest up Tell him rest up
Writer(s): Darold Durard Brown, Chevannes Kamron Lloyd, Solo Tohi, Jerome Misa, Spencer Magalogo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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