制作

作曲和作词
Robert Collier Jr
Robert Collier Jr
词曲作者
Zachary Geller
Zachary Geller
词曲作者
Luke Rectenwal
Luke Rectenwal
词曲作者
Shawn K Brooks II
Shawn K Brooks II
词曲作者
Kobe Burrage
Kobe Burrage
词曲作者

歌词

Two hoes, double dribble
Ayy, ooh, ooh
(Ooh, Shawn, that's fire!)
What you do with that?
Huh? Ayy!
I get head, no pillow (Ayy!)
Wesson, Smith, no Willow (Ayy!)
Gold, canary yellow (Ayy!)
My bitch in Margiela (Ayy!)
Booty soft, marshmallow (Ayy!)
I go hard, armadillo (Ayy!)
Smokin' on Weepin' Willow (Ayy!)
Two hoes, double dribble (Ayy!)
I'm crossin' my fingers (I'm crossin' my-)
God, keep me from danger (God, keep me from-)
I pray to be famous (I pray to be famous)
Attack from all angles (Attack from all angles)
Finishin' with Engles (Finishin' with Engles)
Block out all that evil (Block out all that evil)
Take off like an eagle (Take off like an eagle)
Practice what I preach (Practice what I preach)
****, I'm the illest, hottest in this
How you figure I'm not with it?
Pussy ****, why you trippin'? Hm
Pop it like a skillet
With a pocket rocket, don't gotta cock it
If I want it, then I'ma kill you, mm
Income off the backend
Boy, you broke, why you cappin'?
Take a pic with no caption
I'm gettin' paid for my fashion
I love my bitch, she got wet, wet
I'ma pop out with a Tec, Tec
Fuck with me, I crack ya neck, yeah
Follow me, try not to slip, she throwin' a fit
My blunt, she can hit, she lovin' the dick
I know I'm the shit, look at my chain
Bitch, I'm insane, Kdoe the name, gang
Gang, gang! Gang, gang!
I get head, no pillow (Ayy!)
Wesson, Smith, no Willow (Ayy!)
Gold, canary yellow (Ayy!)
My bitch in Margiela (Ayy!)
Booty soft, marshmallow (Ayy!)
I go hard, armadillo (Ayy!)
Smokin' on Weepin' Willow (Ayy!)
Two hoes, double dribble (Ayy!)
I'm crossin' my fingers (I'm crossin' my-)
God, keep me from danger (God, keep me from-)
I pray to be famous (I pray to be famous)
Attack from all angles (Attack from all angles)
Finishin' with Engles (Finishin' with Engles)
Block out all that evil (Block out all that evil)
Take off like an eagle (Take off like an eagle)
Practice what I preach (Practice what I preach)
I got a hundred dollar bill in my pocket
It's the last one to fill up my wallet
No, I can't pass none if you ain't tossin'
I ain't ask nothin', bitch, why you talkin'? Shh
Runnin' all in that game, I don't play none
You got somethin' to say then, bitch, say some
You know HISO the gang, they my day ones
Me, Ziggy, and Luke, bitch, the game done
Brrrt, click, Kim Possible, yeah, what's the sitch?
Think it's impossible that I could quit
Smokin' Gelato right out o' the zip, yeah
Servin' a nick to make two dimes
Can't get shit but a crouton
Fuck with my cash, bet I'll do the dash
But Kdoe gon' get yo ass two times
I get head, no pillow (Ayy!)
Wesson, Smith, no Willow (Ayy!)
Gold, canary yellow (Ayy!)
My bitch in Margiela (Ayy!)
Booty soft, marshmallow (Ayy!)
I go hard, armadillo (Ayy!)
Smokin' on Weepin' Willow (Ayy!)
Two hoes, double dribble (Ayy!)
I'm crossin' my fingers, hm
God, keep me from danger, hm
I pray to be famous, hm
Attack from all angles, hm
Finishin' with Engles, hm
Block out all that evil, hm
Take off like an eagle, hm
Practice what I preach, hm-mm
I'm crossin' my fingers
God, keep me from danger
I pray to be famous
Attack from all angles
I'm finished with Engles
Block out all that evil
Take off like an eagle
And practice what I preach, ooh!
Written by: Kobe Burrage, Luke Rectenwal, Robert Collier Jr, Shawn K Brooks II, Zachary Geller
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