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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lil Bibby
Lil Bibby
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brandon Dickinson
Brandon Dickinson
Komponist:in
Londen Buckner
Londen Buckner
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ L
DJ L
Produzent:in
Elias Rosewood
Elias Rosewood
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Charles Leslie Cox
Charles Leslie Cox
Ingenieurassistent:in
Fareed Salamah
Fareed Salamah
Mischtechniker:in
Corbyn "Memphis" Allen
Corbyn "Memphis" Allen
Ingenieurassistent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
I said, I came from the mud and I'm really tired of telling 'em
That lead had me stuck, so I had to quit the medicine
I post up on the block, I had seven for the dub
Swear I had to shit on lock, 'cause my brother was the plug
And these strippers mad, I won't throw no money in the club
I got youngings  doing bids, every month I show' em love
I got hitters like the Cubs and the killas is my cus'
I can't trust none of these ****, if you with me then there's blood
Let me tell you how it was, trapping in the trenches
Your nosy ass granny, tell that bitch to mind her business
My lil brother gripping, you want that smoke I send 'em
I say all my **** hungry, yeah, you looking just like dinner
Straight from the go, feds kick in the door
Bussing the pole all my **** get low
Show me the cash, I give it and go
I don't got a vest on, real **** they know
I'm screamin, "No limit", and that's the the grave
I work like a slave, I gotta get paid
Twenty-four hours I'm on serving J's
No matter to me, that shit got to get made
I'm shipping 'em out, that means there's never a drought
I heard you been running your mouth
These bitches is out, I know they here for the clout
I just put dick in their mouth
You holding like **** won't enter your house
You want some free smoke 'cause I'm giving it out
I get you merked for a little amount
I do my dirty, go love in the south
[Verse 2]
When that new shit coming out?
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain't running out
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Said, they thought it was a drought
It ain't no real **** out
So, they thought it was a drought
When they new shit coming out?
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain't running out
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Said, they thought it was a drought
It ain't no real **** out
So, they thought it was a drought
[Verse 3]
They like, "Bibbly, where you been?"
I've been hunting for that cash
All these **** taste of bitches
But I rather taste a bag
Forty make my pants sag
Balmain's on my ass
All these hoes disappear when **** down 'till they land
But I'm up, bitches wanna fuck
Keep on hitting me up
Got her ass, and she bad but to me that's not enough
I just use her for a nut, really I know she's a slut
I just hit her then I send her to that brewfurd, her could cut
They say we gon' go to hell, smoking out the bail
Me and Will, 'till my lungs fill
Jewish lawyers, so I dodged jail
Youngest 'bout that murder, gotta put on for the squad bail
Took a lot of losses 'till I click up with the cartel
[Verse 4]
When that new shit coming out?
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain't running out
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Said, they thought it was a drought
It ain't no real **** out
So, they thought it was a drought
When that new shit coming out?
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain't running out
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Yeah, they thought it was a drought
Said, they thought it was a drought
It ain't no real **** out
So, they thought it was a drought
Ay
Written by: Brandon Dickinson, Londen Buckner
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