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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Ozro Travon Graham JR
Ozro Travon Graham JR
Songwriter
Paul Penso
Paul Penso
Songwriter
James Zachary Martinez Sampson
James Zachary Martinez Sampson
Songwriter
Taurus Bucy Currie Jr
Taurus Bucy Currie Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rocaine
Rocaine
Producer
Koncept P
Koncept P
Producer
808 Jayy
Producer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Recording Engineer
James Dunn
James Dunn
Assistant Engineer
Dylan Spence
Dylan Spence
Assistant Engineer
Aaron Fugeri
Aaron Fugeri
Assistant Engineer
Taurus Bucy Currie Jr
Taurus Bucy Currie Jr
Producer
Kai Sato
Kai Sato
Assistant Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Brandon Blatz
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demetrius Lewis II
Demetrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I can't get enough of doggin' a ho' out shit Fuck her, kick her out shit, and that go for a boss bitch My lil' niggas, them on dumb shit, walk you down shit 'Til the gun click, I don't post 'em, put 'em in no pics (purple) Run you down in Rush Hour like Jackie Chan, chopstick (ooh) I just bought a bitch with another bitch and they French kiss (ay) I'm a misfit, ain't goin' nowhere without my biscuit (oh) I went rags to riches just goin' ballistic (Pluto) Got a powder plate for a model, bitch tryna toot shit (Pluto) Alley-oopin' vibes to the members, I'm not a Clark Kent (ooh) Got some mix breeds with bad friends and they dark skin (where they at?) Had my yellow bitch actin' devilish, tryna rob shit (yeah) Freeband bitches have niggas swimmin' with raw fish Purple Label collar, I'm covered in green, bring the golf kit (I'm playin') Let the wrist flick on the average, now she priceless (priceless) Keep me sharp, sharper than a butter knife, I'm a ice pick Breaking down a pound into grams, bringin' me dog shit Comin' to the town, puttin' it down, bitch, I ain't lost it (got it) I did my homework, put in my own work, one thousand I got niggas flyin' on jets out public houses (dang) If I was in lil' one position, I'd be a killer too I'm the one to pay all they bonds and get their lawyers too (get it) If you say you down for your dog, you kill or take a charge I can't never put 'em on the 'Gram, this nigga down with fraud (ooh) Cool nigga, ain't exposin' my hand, I gotta play my card (my hand) We said a oath when we was kids, forever break the law We said a oath when we was kids, forever break the law
Writer(s): Nayvadius Demun Wilburn, Ozro Graham, Paul Penso, James Zachary Martinez Sampson, Taurus Bucy Currie Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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