制作

出演艺人
Elijah Breaux
Elijah Breaux
伴唱
作曲和作词
Elijah Breaux
Elijah Breaux
词曲作者
Cyril Angsomwine
Cyril Angsomwine
词曲作者
制作和工程
Elijah Breaux
Elijah Breaux
录音工程师
183realchance
183realchance
制作人

歌词

Pi-pi-pi
Picc up the bag, then picc up the cash, then picc up the gas like-
Picc up the bag, then picc up the cash, then picc up the gas like damn wow
Talkin bout "When?" Man, now
Hit 'em in the club like bam, pow
Boa, you needa act like you a man, proud
Boa, stop actin like a damn child
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
Da fucc wrong whitcha (Da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
**** da fucc wrong whitcha (**** da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
Da fucc wrong whitcha (Da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
**** da fucc wrong whitcha (**** da fucc wrong whitcha)
Piccin up the gas and only sell it by the cash
Then distribute by the tax, but **** that a lotta math
I had my bitch do it, 'cause she do it kinda fast
And she know how long it last, she used ta do it in the past
I be steady peakin, only fuccin on the weekends
If a **** think I'm tweakin, you can have that ****, ask
Only time I'm tweakin, if the weed done got me geekin
Betta watch on how you speakin, you be talkin the ass
I ain't talkin R.Kelly but I got these bullets in rows that'll cap yo corn
**** no cap, but I do own a cap
Been a cap since the day I was born
I got it on right, and she got it all tight
She wanna fucc all night 'til the morn'
I ain't gon' lie, at times I'm an asshole
I don't really give a lotta fuccs like porn
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
Da fucc wrong whitcha (Da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
**** da fucc wrong whitcha (**** da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
Da fucc wrong whitcha (Da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
**** da fucc wrong whitcha (**** da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha
I don't fucc whitcha
Feign like a cracchead chasin this paper
You can get cut like a mufuccin taper
Leave you in shocc like a mufuccin taser
Necc's on glitter, wrist look better
Call up to girl when I need a babysitter
Beat that pussy up 'til the neighbors call PETA
Pen in paper, more bars then Rosetta
And I know I look bitter
I'll stand alone 'cause a **** don't sit up
I put the cross on the chrome for the get up
Crossing the X and the Os in the center
And I'm counting this paper 'til the days that I'm fed up
It's me and my dawg on the beat, we gon' tear up
Sippin straight liquor, who the fucc is tryna step up
You don't fucc with me ****, I don't fucc whitcha
Sürrëal
Aye
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
Da fucc wrong whitcha (Da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
**** da fucc wrong whitcha (**** da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
Da fucc wrong whitcha (Da fucc wrong whitcha)
Fucc wrong whitcha (Fucc wrong whitcha)
**** da fucc wrong whitcha (**** da fucc wrong whitcha)
Man, you already know who it is on this bitch
Man, I ain't even gotta say nothin'
Written by: Cyril Angsomwine, Elijah Breaux
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