Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ravyon Brinkley
Songwriter:in
Austin Pruitt
Songwriter:in
DeMias Munsey
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Yessir, All black McLaren, they can't even see through the tint (nope)
They'll never catch me, if they catch me I'll plead the fifth (ong)
Got them racks on me right now, like I just robbed a bank
**** we don't ride in 'fish bowls', this a 'shark tank'
Bad lil vibe wanna fuck on the first date (yeah)
You know we finna fuck we finna get it in
Came home to her and her friend, they was really twins
Damn that head too good gotta be a sin
Oh lord have mercy (damn)
Bitch ride this dick so hard like she tryna hurt me, **** pull up
Yeah we sippin' pints back to back to back
You don't know us, we the type to spend them bands and make it back
We finna blow up, I already told you we finna go to the top
I drop the top on the whip, yeah, hold on
Drop the top on the whip, and she dropped her panties
Know a few ****, with some percs, they'll serve ya granny (ong)
And I know that you ain't lying cause I seen it happen (I seen it happen)
Beat a **** ass, he turn mouse and he still cappin' (dook, dook, dook, dook)
What the fuck you on? I drop hits, ima 'beat bandit' (and that's ong)
She just called me fine, said I'm attractive, ima chick magnet (haha)
Break the bitch down, with her sister call that "twin damage" (break break)
Brodie went to jail and came back, 'what's a brick sandwhich?' (aye, what is that?)
Half a million cash inside a bag, that can do damage (oh yeah it can)
Get a feature from me boy you blessed, that's for sure platinum (that's ong)
Certified hits, I ain't fucking with no rap lames
The music I ain't dropped can cause a drought inside the rap game
They bumping only me heard it was dry until 'YF' came
She sucking dick and she ain't get excited til 'YF' "came"
All black McLaren, they can't even see through the tint (skrt)
They'll never catch me, if they catch me I'll plead the fifth (ong)
Got them racks on me right now, like I just robbed a bank
**** we don't ride in 'fish bowls', this a 'shark tank' (mhm)
Bad lil vibe wanna fuck on the first date (first date)
You know we finna fuck we finna get it in (haha)
Came home to her and her friend, they was really twins (yeah)
Damn that head too good gotta be a sin (be a sin)
Uh, yeah, gotta be a sin
Got two glocks, with two switches
And they different gens, uh
Gotta uncle who serve cocaine, he fresh out the pin
My youngins' too fresh, we hit the strip, then we fucking twins (come on)
Man I hate this life shit, but I'm set to win (uh huh)
Go grab the 'chop' **** run, then his body bend (watch it bend)
Yeah don't come around us, we don't want no fucking friends
(I got some shit that eat through bricks, I call it a FN)
Yeah, sliding down yo block we bringing mops, uh
****, for talking on the gang his, uh yeah
Taking on the gang, his body pop, uh yeah
And yo mama gone be crying her body drop ****
This a three-man army, ain't a flock ****
**** out here say they "having drip" with mitch-match socks ****
You out here kissing them lips, she giving top ****
I learned how to jug and sell, without no pops **** (yessir)
Written by: Austin Pruitt, DeMias Munsey, Ravyon Brinkley