Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
ThaKidTj
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
ThaKidTj
Songwriter:in
Tay Foolish
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
pinkgrillz88
Produzent:in
20seven
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I spent a few racks on a bezel
These lil hoes digging me just like a shovel
You know my lil Brodie he tote heavy metal
Told that bit to go and get her s together
No time for a hoe I'm just tryna do better
Send some in the mail I ain't reading that letter
You know a young **** just tryna stack chedda
Run it up Fill My Pants
Up With Bands
Keep that semi tucked
Keep playing we spraying
You gone get lit up
You gone get lit like a fire
Bullets Gone rip through you
Bullets gone split through you
Asking what hit at you wondering Why
Why Me
Broke dusty boy shouldn't have tried me
Now look on his head you see five beams
You know I keep snipers around me
I get in that booth see I'm drowning
We wiped that boy nose now he frowning now
Let my dog off the leash cause he growling
Play with that boy get turnt to some ground beef
I spent a few racks on a bezel
These lil hoes digging me just like a shovel
You know my lil Brodie he tote heavy metal
Told that bit to go and get her s together
No time for a hoe I'm just tryna do better
Send some in the mail I ain't reading that letter
You know a young **** just tryna stack chedda
A **** just tryna stack chedda ain't slide for your bros
You gotta do better
Ain't cuffing no hoe cause that might be a setup
Can't fuck with the gang cause you know we next up
Keep your head up
Got my foot on the gas they can't catch us
If you diss on the set may you rest up
If I switch on my set that's a mess up
Got my Glock on the hip if I catch ya
Yea if you not with the gang can't hang round me
Chopped that boy body like a brownie
And fed him to the dog like it's raw meat
If you not Lonzo or Tj you don't want no beef
Got a Glock on my side if you play with me
If you diss on the gang just end that lil beef
We already know that you wannabe me
Lil Tj he really on top of of the list
Can't hang with the gang cause you cannot beef
Can't fuck with no groupies cause they might just cheat
Just know that it's up when you see me
You started this beef we gone end that lil beef
Just like treasure we leave him up under the tree
You showing your gun like you scary
But me and my team finna get ready and just
Run it up Fill My Pants
Up With Bands
Keep that semi tucked
Keep playing we spraying
You gone get lit up
You gone get lit like a fire
Bullets Gone rip through you
Bullets gone split through you
Asking what hit at you wondering Why
Why Me
Broke dusty boy shouldn't have tried me
Now look on his head you see five beams
You know I keep snipers around me
I get in that booth see I'm drowning
We wiped that boy nose now he frowning now
Let my dog off the leash cause he growling
Play with that boy get turnt to some ground beef
I spent a few racks on a bezel
These lil hoes digging me just like a shovel
You know my lil Brodie he tote heavy metal
Told that bit to go and get her s together
No time for a hoe I'm just tryna do better
Send some in the mail I ain't reading that letter
You know a young **** just tryna stack chedda
Written by: Martavious Jackson, Tay Foolish, ThaKidTj, Travorius Turner