Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Aelo Beats
Künstler:in
KITO S4N
Künstler:in
Robin
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Robin
Songwriter:in
Jayden Richard
Songwriter:in
Di Vinci SanTana
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Aelo Beats
Produzent:in
KITO S4N
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DB
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Lyrics
(DB)
I walk around wit my glizzy tucked
Inft my gang fuck the whole fucking city up
So many hoes in the hotel room
Shit like play boy mansion
(Aelo)
(Stop playing bro)
She got caught cheating
With nut in her mouth
It's a sticky situation
Fuck all these **** that's hating
Roll up a blunt then I mufucken face it
I play mind games with these hoes
I don't do PlayStation
Fuck all the **** you hang with
Got my 30 shit gon get shaky
Ride 300 horses on daily like spartan
She binge watch me like martin
Martin like lawrence bitch
Y'all **** sleeping y'all snoring bitch
I Fuck that bitch and record that shit
She be like kito you on some shit
You know it's robin i'll steal yo bitch
We in the bed getting ignorant
I'll give her back I just rent the bitch
Got a hawaiian hoe we is lilo and Stitch
Huh lilo i serve them bricks
Like I'm shaq the free throw
You fuck with her but she fucking with me tho
Fuck all those gimmicks the shit not a sequel
She my lil pico de gallo
She finna pico de gallo my Pèto
My glock illegal ima mufucken spray it
Fuck all y'all **** yall do is just hate
I ride with my draco this shit hella racist
Fuck all that shit leave his blood on the pavement
I can't fuck with yo hoe that bitch way to basic
Weed and henny my fuel
Screw that hoe imma tool
Getting hoes easy I ain't make the rules
**** hug the road we playing mario kart
Moses inside her that pussy I part
She love my songs play them when she go to work
I'm cuffed to the money girl we ain't gon work
Yea we killas you don't know when we moving
Space shipped in the rolls and we cruising
Bark orders yea you move when I move
Roll in a i8 mad black we cruise
I steal ya bitch if I wanted
Ima let my dot hit the mufucken target
I Fuck ya hoe leave that bicth crip walking
Ima quarter back in the pocket
Told her shut up when I'm fucking her
I don't like all that mufucken talking
Pull up wit sticks we gon put that little puss out socket
Too many hoes that my girls gotta log in
She spread her legs up in the air like she joggin
I look but don't mean I listen when you talking
With the boy who decline religion we some romans
Yea dead ass ****
He fucking told he a fed ass ****
Deadass headass
That lil boy you a pet ass ****
Took yo bitch yah dead ass ****
**** ain't write but I led his figure
He stole ya bicth you made a song You a simp ass ****
He think she a angel my ****
She love my demonic demeanor
Have to tell him goodnight
Fuck yo whole crew bitch I stay with a knife
Y'all **** twerk y'all **** don't fight
Goodnight goodnight
I got this glock by my side
Fuck on ya bih and she ride
I'm bringing y'all **** demise
I'm high can't see my eyes
Don't bring yo ego up with lies
**** stick to our shit like flies
I just fly to dubai
Chill out we got **** bitter they sick
I got them more fans don't think you that big
She spit give me head I pull on her wig
These **** cappin and for got the lid
Written by: Di Vinci SanTana, Jayden Richard, Malcolm Robinson