制作
出演艺人
Hotboii
说唱
Chi Chi
编程
Section 8
编程
Al'Geno
编程
Xander Linnet
编程
作曲和作词
Chidi Osondu
词曲作者
Rai'Shaun Williams
词曲作者
Gene Hixon
词曲作者
Alex Papamitrou
词曲作者
Javarri Walker
词曲作者
制作和工程
Chi Chi
制作人
Section 8
制作人
Al'Geno
制作人
Xander Linnet
制作人
Eddie Hernandez
混音工程师
Raymond Scott
录音工程师
歌词
[Verse 1]
If I couldn't vent to you, baby, I'd probably vent to drugs
You know I'm from the slums, you got a hood **** in love
No, I don't want no love, lately, I'm dealin' with trust
If they come and pick you up, would you give a **** up?
Be honest (Be honest)
If not then I'll put VVs where your cuffs is
I be runnin' to them bucks like I'm Giannis
I just hope you keep it real on the rough end
I'm not playin' put VVs on your cuffs
[Verse 2]
Put VVs on your cuffs and flood your shackles with baguettes
You know I'm from the mud, I get the check and make a mess
I'ma fill your commissary, just promise me you won't get big
And I took my time to write this letter to ask you how you been
I already know what it is
Promise I'll feel your pain, man, I done did
Know you wanna be home but every single plane you take, it gotta land
Favorite strategy, gotta plan, hope you ain't mad at me, I'm sayin'
Before they capture me, send you every picture in my gallery, I ain't playin'
Hunnid racks on your lawyer, promise to be there for you
Baby, if you'll be loyal I'll forever spoil you
All I ever know is you
I won't need me a ho or two
When you eat it up love recordin' you but I just want you to
Be honest (Be honest)
Rollie, it don't tick-tock, my watch dance (My watch dance)
Babe, I'm released and you ain't out yet (You ain't out yet)
Promise to keep my dick in my pants, I'm not playin, I'm addicted to your love
[Verse 3]
If I couldn't vent to you, baby, I'd probably vent to drugs
You know I'm from the slums, you got a hood **** in love
No, I don't want no love, lately, I'm dealin' with trust
If they come and pick you up, would you give a **** up?
Be honest (Be honest)
If not, then I'll put VVs where your cuffs is
I be runnin' to them bucks like I'm Giannis
I just hope you keep it real on the rough end
I'm not playin' put VVs on your cuffs
[Verse 4]
Visitation and court dates
I reminisce in the worst way
They had me missin' my birthday
On the phone, I do foreplay
I don't care what these whores say
I fuck with what my bros say
Right there with me on stage
We came a long way, yes sir
From catchin' rides, bein' piss poor, now a young **** checked up
I'ma go do a show in city and I aint' gon' vest up
Talkin' 'bout a RICO, no, not me though, leave my name out that stuff
Cut the fan on
Say I love you, never told you why
I'm fucked up 'bout you, ain't no surprise
I want the world to know you're mine
Oh my God
Can't even rap when you be on my mind
No disguise, I got feelings I can't hold inside
No disguise for 'em
[Verse 5]
If I couldn't vent to you, baby, I'd probably vent to drugs
You know I'm from the slums, you got a hood **** in love
No, I don't want no love, lately, I'm dealin' with trust
If they come and pick you up, would you give a **** up?
Be honest, if not then I'll put VVs where your cuffs is
I be runnin' to them bucks like I'm Giannis
I just hope you keep it real on the rough end
I'm not playin' put VVs on your cuffs
[Verse 6]
It ain't nothin' to ice you up
Ice on you like hockey puck
When we fuck, she like it rough
We be doin' all kind of stuff
Might Rollie you up
Just to tell these bitches that they time is up
(Time is up, time is up, yeah)
Written by: Alex Papamitrou, Chidi Osondu, Gene Hixon, Javarri Walker, Rai'Shaun Williams

