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Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Stimme und Gesang
Pooh Shiesty
Pooh Shiesty
Stimme und Gesang
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lontrell Williams
Lontrell Williams
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Produzent:in
Sky Walker
Sky Walker
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
I'm tellin' you, Tay Keith, these folks do not be ready for this shit, bruh
It's another one, man
(Tay Keith, fuck these **** up)
[Verse 2]
You ain't never shot at nobody, you never pulled a trigger
You ain't never pulled up on your opp, hop out and chase a ****
Miss my Glock so much, I might go get that bitch up out the river
Miss my Glock 19 so much, I might go get it out the river
Police tryna make me pull over, you know that shit a wrap
Get up off your ass, stand by the door, you lazy in the trap
I know I'ma make it out, but lately, I been feelin' trapped
I'ma feel really offended if you ask me am I strapped
I can have all the cash in the world, I still'll slime you out
I might set up me a lick and let Woo Brazy knock it down
We drove twelve hours away just to get somethin' and turn around
Get in my feelings 'bout my gang, I need them members on the town
Ayy, this lil' **** got some pull, he want a meal, but he already full
You get treated like a sheep if you can't fit in with the wolves
Glock 23 came from Chicago, didn't play for the Bulls
I'm in LA, you gon' chill with Kobe if we get into it
**** muggin', already done shot at them, they know what's up
That ho ain't CG, I just fucked her and let her throw it up
Hoes and **** tryna come around, they see I'm goin' up
I mixed the Percocets with a lil' Henn' and now I'm throwin' up
Slidin' by my lonely with this jersey in my clip
**** seen me pull up to the scene, got nervous and they dipped
**** didn't used to be gang and some of 'em wishin' they ain't flipped
If Lil Hank say it ain't up with you, it's fuck you off the rip
Diamond chain ain't come from Johnny Dang, this hit up in the dark
Chopper hold a hundred, I just put four dubs like Gaston Park
When he pull up, we gon' spray his whip, but we ain't washin' cars
All these views on YouTube won't stop me from layin' up in your yard
[Verse 3]
You ain't built like this, you knowin' you ain't built like this
Speakin' on my name gon' get somebody killed like this
Nah, you ain't built like this, lil' boy, then you ain't built like this
You speakin' on my name, gon' get somebody killed like that
[Verse 4]
Ayy, I'm the one who turned you **** shiesty, I created that
Then I switched it up, slimy lil' dude, I know they hated that
My lil' bitch gon' swing the stick for me, that's my lil' majorette
Pull up on your block with beams at night, it look like Laser Quest
Me and Wop sippin' on water, finna pull up on KD
For them bodies, got a Charger, wanna scrape like SRT
I sat back and watched Lil Ginfolk get active with that glee
Caught a body in my dream, I slimed a man out in my sleep
Caught a body in my dream, I slimed a man out in my sleep
For them bodies, it's gon' cost, but for my ****, that shit free
Think we fightin' with our hands until I make you use your feet
Till I hop out with this drum and fuck you up like I'm Tay Keith
[Verse 5]
You ain't never touched a bale of strong and sat there till it's gone
Ain't no plus one in the trap, come by yourself or stay at home
Make sure you aimin' at his neck so when you shoot it, it won't miss his dome
Bled the track, I had a deal on four bars 'fore I made a song
Ran up me a check so fast, they thought that I had fifty legs
Snakes around me, slimy dudes, 'Sace'd down, Medusa head
Shiesty bust a script, now we got pints of red, no pseudoephed'
Bubblegum (Check), Cereal Milk (Check), exotic drugs, exclusive meds, yeah
'Vette do the dash, watch me vanish
Bitch in the passenger seat with no panties
Servin' and swervin', I told her don't panic
Told me slow down, she got warrants outstanding
FB just sent me a truckload of pounds
Needle and thread, I'ma sew up the town
If he ain't gang, better not bring him around
Nickelodeon, I'm slimin' him down
[Verse 6]
Don't ask me what I'm reppin', see this logo on my neck
[Verse 7]
Think we fightin' with our hands until I make you use your feet
Till I hop out with this drum and fuck you up like I'm Tay Keith
Written by: Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Demario Dewayne White, Lontrell Williams
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