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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johlil A Brown-Reynolds
Songwriter
James Whitehead
Songwriter
Lyrics
I move smooth but i ain't no criminal
I make my own rules my income residual
They copy my moves but i'm the original
Don't fuck up my mood cause it can get critical
All this gas in my lungs I ain't passing no physical
You niggas my sons I just cut the umbilical
Get ya bitch cuz she sprung the dick make her feel whimsical
I ignore her for fun she keep posting subliminals
I come i see i conquer
Tennis chain chokers like ima rocker
Proud of myself like my first name was Oscar
Give her this dick and she singing no opera
I wear my own brand they be calling me drippy
Roll up some grams and i smoke like hippie
Everybody wanna be the rock
But most of you niggas dlo browns
All eyes on me like Pac
Hit my plug tell him bring another ounce look
Her ex was a clown but mellow don't play that
Turn this impala to a brand new black mayback
And boy that's your girl I suggest that you say that
Cause once my girl gets her there won't be no take backs
She want me beat it like mike
While her face just buried in the pussy
She using her personal days at work
Just to get a little piece of me
And i do this shit so easily yeah
Make sure my family eat ooh
Don't take my kindness for weak
You can end up w y face on a tee
I move smooth but i ain't no criminal
I make my own rules my income residual
They copy my moves but i'm the original
Don't fuck up my mood cause it can get critical
All this gas in my lungs I ain't passing no physical
You niggas my sons I just cut the umbilical
Get ya bitch cuz she sprung the dick make her feel whimsical
I ignore her for fun she keep posting subliminals
Her ex was a clown but Mellow don't play that
Turn this impala to a brand new black mayback
And boy that's your girl I suggest that you say that
Cause once my girl gets her there won't be no take backs
Writer(s): Johlil Brown-reynolds
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