Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaheim Samuels
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaheim Samuels
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
wydlazer
Producer
Lyrics
93 octane, when I'm smokin' on
Bounce out the C63, I'm tryna shoot his ford
Let a **** trip out, now his face on the floor
I need my cup more darker **** pour some more
93 octane, when I'm smokin' on
Bounce out the C63, I'm tryna shoot his ford
Let a **** trip out, now his face on the floor
I need my cup more darker **** pour some more
Bitch, you want to get tipsy, I had to tip her over
If a **** think he cold, I'ma show him who's colder
Take his face right in public, I call that more exposure
How many shots did he take, I cannot disclose that
The only thing I can tell you, he caught a toe tag
Left his brains on his lap infront his doormat
G-19, I specialize and taking skull caps
Sober free, ketamine, don't make me relapse
I'm a zombie Frankenstein, I'm so psyched
Real deal vampire, I don't fuck with light
I'm tryna take a ****'s jewels, let's go on a heist
Take risks with your life, I'm talkin' rollin' dice
I'm a zombie Frankenstein, I'm so psyched
Real deal vampire, I don't fuck with light
I'm tryna take a ****'s jewels, let's go on a heist
Take risks with your life, I'm talkin' rollin' dice
Tell these **** get on court, I'm talkin' dribble up
Better tuck them pieces, cause I'm snatchin' ice
Let a **** try to reach, I got my missile tucked
Get a fuck **** chipped, then I boast all night
Shooms got me geeked up, yeah, I'm extra fried
Real sluggers got bombs in the expedite
**** in the G-19, they got me terrified
It's hard to get rid of me, Ima Parasite
Ima keep on going this beat got me turnt
Bitch I'm G.19 and bitch I'm Kirk
Fat bitch tried to play me bitch didn't you get burned?
6PM New York I'm Thinking Surf & Turf
93 octane, when I'm smokin' on
Bounce out the C63, I'm tryna shoot his ford
Let a **** trip out, now his face on the floor
I need my cup more darker **** pour some more
93 octane, when I'm smokin' on
Bounce out the C63, I'm tryna shoot his ford
Let a **** trip out, now his face on the floor
I need my cup more darker **** pour some more
Written by: Jaheim Samuels