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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Eric Henry
Eric Henry
Bassgitarre
Dj Inform
Dj Inform
Phonograph
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kito Denham
Kito Denham
Songwriter:in
Oren Unger
Oren Unger
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kito Denham
Kito Denham
Ingenieur:in
6side
6side
Produzent:in
Noah John
Noah John
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Makeshift Studios (Worthington OH)
Makeshift Studios (Worthington OH)
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
The Summit Workshop (Columbus OH)
The Summit Workshop (Columbus OH)
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jamie Fergus-Jean
Jamie Fergus-Jean
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Attack-Mode Mastering (Los Angeles CA)
Attack-Mode Mastering (Los Angeles CA)
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Yeah... uh huh What up dun?... (Uh huh) Dun son?... (Yeah)... (Uh huh, yo) Dun (Uh huh) Dun dun (Uh huh)... yo I keep tryin to drink my milk But I keep Spillin it on my shirt What's worse These chicken wing stains (I'm high) Just got off work I took a L to the face Just need brain And that would put me in a familiar place I'm most creative in the morning Display it while I'm yawnin In my notebook Wrote hooks that got me paid But I ain't ballin (I ain't ballin) Don't need to worry bout what's up in my stash You gets nothin You frontin Catch a slug in yo ass (Nigga) This ain't no emo shit But all you people need to get up off of Kito's dick I ain't got nothin to prove to you (Nothin) I ain't gone jump out the car actin all hard I'd rather smoove ya crew Where I'm from We don't fake that trunk pop When outta ten niggas dun There ain't even one glock (What) Niggas gettin shot in these streets here If you put me in danger Know I'm not gonna be there I ain't gettin out talkin Niggas blast If you want I'll smoke ya ass without coughin Dishin all You raw like some burnt beef jerky I'll make you fall When you see me in the mall don't disturb me Mission I am on Mission I am on Mission I am on Aye yo dun Mission I am on Muthafuckas better stop while they got a head These niggas out here tryna pop Fill you wit lotta lead In this game Don't got your name on your jersey It just say random rapper number twenty-five Gettin his back dirty Your tracks worthy To have not me on that bullsh*t And you can Sergi Federov that Thinkin that you'll spit You underground but get ya flow out the trash can I'm fresh One on one sixteen nothin Blow out ya last man And I got more than just height on you So really Yo it don't make no sense To say I might run you You couldn't catch a cold outside butt naked The mission I am on Leave you burnt Cause you don't bust nathan Don't wanna see ya chump *ss no more You gone be cut off Soon as I tell ya dad the score Bad more than mike with his jesus juice Tore up my tracks Spit it right Cause nIgga he's the truth I ain't gettin out talkin Niggas blast If you want I'll have you outlined in chalk kid Ya friends and all Them broads always all up on me Because i'm raw When you see me in the street don't disturb me Mission I am on Mission I am on Mission I am on Aye yo dun Mission I am on
Writer(s): Kito Denham, Oren Unger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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