制作

出演艺人
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
说唱
EST Gee
EST Gee
说唱
作曲和作词
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
词曲作者
George Stone III
George Stone III
词曲作者
Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr
Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr
词曲作者
Aaron Butler
Aaron Butler
词曲作者
Oscar Braojos Garcia
Oscar Braojos Garcia
词曲作者
制作和工程
Flex On The Beat
Flex On The Beat
制作人
FOREVEROLLING
FOREVEROLLING
制作人
Tymaz
Tymaz
制作人
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
混音工程师
Eric Fernandez
Eric Fernandez
混音工程师
Logan Schmitz
Logan Schmitz
助理混音工程师
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
母带工程师
Khaya Gilika
Khaya Gilika
工程师

歌词

[Verse 1]
Forever on it
[Verse 2]
Tell my brother if I'm missing
I got set up by a bitch
Oh, what?
Hands-on in that kitchen
I don't think I hit the tan enough
Young dog throw them bands for nothing
I got two hundred pants for nothing
[Verse 3]
Rick ain't whack your mans for nothing
Bitch, you know he had that coming
I still sell them gram 200
I might move to Houston Monday
I don't pay my shooters nothing
They all do that shit for free
Exotic how them bricks is cheap
They front me 4, 'bout six a week
That pape for AP, them pics for Ric
She suckin' dick, you cuffed the bitch
All in ****' DM
We know I said you couldn't trust a bitch
My **** lie, we beefin' now
I told him not to hit my line
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I still
Be fuckin' with them pills
Yeah, we spin
I'll spin your shit again
****, fuck Will
And everybody told
R.I.P to all my ****
Free my motherfuckin' bros
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I still
Be fuckin' with them pills
****, we spin
I'll spin your shit again
****, fuck Will
And everybody, yeah
And free my motherfuckin' bros
Doin' life up in the feds
[Verse 6]
Red beam on the dred
Need 'em dead
What's the price I paid?
It's love
I ain't even gotta say it
Steppin' long as he got legs
Step in the name of Lil Ded
Preppin' myself how to play it
These **** must think I'm playin'
Came in, catch the place, we sped
Flowers, teddy bears, he dead
Bang a tester in his leg
Noddin', slobbin', drop his head
Happy that I spin my last
I drop bags and put 'em on your ass
This shit clear as glass
Last time tinted yellow
Said it tasted bad
[Verse 7]
If it ain't 'bout cash, then what it is?
On an island, you see fish
Choppers, Glocks and six
Sure hope you can swim
Couple grand
And we right where he live
Take him, we ain't spin
Park the car, hop out on land
Head, masks, gloves, hands
Just to get back from my mans
[Verse 8]
I still
Be fuckin' with them pills
Yeah, we spin
I'll spin your shit again
****, fuck Will
And everybody told
R.I.P to all my ****
Free my motherfuckin' bros
[Verse 9]
Yeah, I still
Be fuckin' with them pills
****, we spin
I'll spin your shit again
****, fuck Will
And everybody, yeah
Free my motherfuckin' bros
Doin' life up in the feds
Written by: Aaron Butler, Dion Hayes, George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr, Oscar Braojos Garcia
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