Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amp Trop
Performer
DJ Hollygrove
Performer
DJ S.U.4.L
Performer
The Chopstars
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Davis
Songwriter
Lyrics
That's how you know that it's me
I be the shit, I'ma get you for free
I'm so dope, you gon' come back, start fuckin' with me
Bitch, I'm so heavy, I weigh about 300
I'm solo, not really, it's me and three others
It's me, my chick, my blick
and plus the one that bae be clutchin
DJ Tab, what it do for you
Yeah, this Future Hendrix, Super Future, Fire Marshal, Future Wizard
You got the motherfuckin' streets on lock, ****
We takin' this shit all the way around the world
Dig what I'm sayin'
You got the motherfuckin' thing
I'm chokehold, ****, God bless you
And the trap, ****
I'll never understand
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How **** hatin' on a ****
Got the same time as a that man
Hey, I'll never understand
Hey, hey
How **** still broke, been broke
What you hate, ****
Getting that bag
I'll never understand
Hey, hey
Hot **** call you bro
When you ain't around
**** ain't fam
Hey, I'll never understand
Hey, hey
How **** hit your hoe
When you go and hit his
**** gon' get mad
I'll never understand
**** watchin' other **** pockets
How you mad
You ain't got it ****
Go and get it, go and get it
Get it, get it
Poppin' all the hating
Shit need to stop it
I ain't worried about it
Keep the glocky
Grade A, come and see about it
Mr. grade a, know I be about it
I'll never understand
That's your mans
Why you funny with him
It was G when you was thuggin' with him
It aint competition, get some money with him
I'll never understand
Why they want you realer than they was
Want you help, before they help they self
Want you do shit, they ain't never done
I'll never understand
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How a **** hatin' on a ****
Got the same time as that man
Hey, I'll never understand
Hey, hey
How **** still broke, been broke
What you hatin'
**** gettin' that bag
I'll never understand
Hey, hey
How **** call you bro
When you ain't around
**** ain't fam
Hey, I'll never understand
Hey, hey
Hot **** hit your hoe
When you gon' hit his
**** gon' get mad
I'll never understand, that's how you know that it's me
I be that shit, I'ma get you for free
I'm so dope, you gon' come back
Start fuckin' with me
Bitch, I'm so heavy, I weigh bout 300
I'm solo not really, it's me and three others
It's me, my chick, my blick
Plus the one that bae be clutchin
**** be sneakin wont at me
They pussy just keep it Gmail
Fuck em
Send that to everybody CC it
I just bought me some Chanel
Ballin like NFL player
Look up to me, I'm upstairs
They say that way that I'm winnin
I'm winnin', I'm winnin
Yeah, this shit unfair I'll never understand
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How a **** hatin' on a ****
Got the same time as that man
Hey, I'll never understand
Hey, hey
How **** still broke, been broke
What you hatin'
**** gettin' that bag
I'll never understand
Hey, hey
How **** call you bro
When you ain't around
**** ain't fam
Hey, I'll never understand
Hey, hey
Hot **** hit your hoe
When you gon' hit his
**** gon' get mad
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Joshua Davis
