Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tdot Pringle
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrius Pringle
Songwriter
Lyrics
Make us mad we gon play it bad
I’m just tryna show these paper tags while I’m skating pass
Stab a bricc make it break in half we gon shake this bag
Red beam, we play laser tag on yo hating ass
Yeah he used to be ok but he a opp na
I dun starting getting pape, I can’t stop na
You ain’t talking bout no money I hear blah blah
Feel like a baby all this syrup in my bah bah
Las Vegas switching lanes in a drop top
Pretty brown tryna come up out that crop top
ion want no regular head I want top top
Midway send a text, get an opp dropped
They was out here tripping it wasn’t even summer yet
I was somewhere fishtailing outta Summer Set
I check a n**** temperature 4 he become a threat
Don’t even know I’m checking it, these boys the dumbest yet
Catch me throwing up the hood bitch I’m from the set
Once I make it through the door the homies coming next
I caught a hat to walk this walk, give me some respect
Face shot, n**** wasn’t as tough as cousin Steph (not at all lol dog)
Make us mad we gon play it bad
I’m just tryna show these paper tags while I’m skating pass
Stab a bricc make it break in half we gon shake this bag
Red beam, we play laser tag on yo hating ass
Yeah he used to be ok but he a opp na
I dun starting getting pape, I can’t stop na
You ain’t talking bout no money I hear blah blah
Feel like a baby all this syrup in my bah bah
Written by: Darrius Pringle
