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Aitch
Aitch
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Whyjay
Whyjay
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Jacob Manson
Jacob Manson
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Jacob Manson
Jacob Manson
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Roger Troutman
Roger Troutman
Songwriter
Larry Troutman
Larry Troutman
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Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
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O'Shea Jackson
O'Shea Jackson
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Harrison Armstrong
Harrison Armstrong
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Jacob Daniel Jones
Jacob Daniel Jones
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Whyjay
Whyjay
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Jacob Manson
Jacob Manson
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Prash 'Engine-Earz' Mistry
Prash 'Engine-Earz' Mistry
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Yeah, okay though (woo), okay though, yeah Okay though, yeah (yeah) Okay though, hundred K, that's on Play-Doh (woo) Culli', Range or Bentayga Sunny day in my rain coat, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) Fuego, ignite the flame when I say so (yeah) Fuck his bae with my chain on (ah!) See my face, she couldn't say no, yeah (hahaha) Racks up, stay down, ass up (woah), face down Park up, space out (space out), spark up, woah (woah) Racks up, stay down, ass up, face down (yeah!) Park up, space out, spark up, yeah (yeah) Strap with no safety (doo-doo-doo-doo) Big fuck off MAC in the case (yeah) Yeah-yeah, yeah, traps in the safe, yeah (ah!) Yeah, yeah, blacked out the Wraith, yeah In my zone, off the 'Gram like I quit the coke Cop some land, a few cribs to boast On demand with no shit to post (ha!) Risky roads, off the camera, what's in the smoke? Lot of bands, I got pinky rose Wash my hands with some fifty notes Rollin'-rollin' like he stole it, ain't no tints in the whip Shaw-shawty pull up on me, popped a pill and she trips Fro-fro-frozen, I just freeze up my wrist Got a couple models tryna creep 'round the crib (yea-yeah) Okay though, hundred K, that's on Play-Doh (woo) Culli', Range or Bentayga Sunny day in my rain coat, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) Fuego, ignite the flame when I say so (yeah) Fuck his bae with my chain on See my face, she couldn't say no, yeah Racks up, stay down, ass up (ass up), face down Park up, space out, spark up, woah (woah, woah, woah) Racks up, stay down, ass up, face down (yeah!) Park up, space out, spark up, woah She fuckin' with me, pull up on her put the pussy to sleep Come on the Jeep, had too much and left cum on the seats Double the fee and tell 'em I'm comin' with couple of freaks 200 at least, I didn't just come here to jump on the beat Racks up, likkle man, get your stats up (wah!) Sippin' 'Gnac, gettin' mad uck She lick a man like a Backwood, yeah (mm, mm) Catch up, run your mouth or get smacked up Bun him down if you act up Cut the clout, I don't chat much (Bad bitch) I'ma slide right in (woo), chop his hands off, he was typewritin' Call the chauffeur, I don't like drivin' (skrrt, skrrt) Bro got his poke off, tryna Mike Meyers him Okay though, hundred K, that's on Play-Doh Culli', Range or Bentayga Sunny day in my rain coat, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) Fuego, ignite the flame when I say so Fuck his bae with my chain on See my face, she couldn't say no, yeah Racks up, stay down, ass up, face down Park up, space out, spark up, woah Racks up, stay down, ass up, face down (yeah) Park up, space out, spark up, woah Racks up, stay down, ass up, face down Park up, space out, spark up, woah Racks up, stay down, ass up, face down (yeah) Park up, space out, spark up, woah
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman, Andre Romell Young, Jacob Daniel Jones, Harrison James Armstrong, Jacob Manson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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