Credits

KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ian Robert
Ian Robert
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Lyrics

Ian Robert Yo Now, I don't wanna hear 'bout "Yo bro, when it's gonna be your time?" My time is now (Now), you gave me reason to shine The grind don't stop When I'm finna pop All these catties finna know my name (my name) While you standing there, posted like a opp I be in the clubs fam, makin' it rain (Jheez!) I just entertain, I'm a entertainer Steppin' out clean like a box of trainers Hit you with the left, right, left, right, uppercut Leave your teeth mad, you might need a retainer (Bleh!) One cutie in the club I'm feeling No Apple, two macs I'm peeling No Death Row, two packs I'm healing (What?) Fuck that, stay scheming On these niggas that think they run shit I'm local, shut down every function I'm not the same, don't make the assumption (I'm different) As a Big Steppa, I be steppin' clean Rockin' cuban links, Mike Amiri jeans Turned a real nigga, age 17 Nigga, what! We done finessed it (Bow!) And we just ride through the city like OG Maco Bitch, you guessed it Don't come and test it We make it happen (We make it happen) Apply pressure, we pressed it (press, press) Jealous niggas just flies Look me in my eyes So you know that I meant it When we pull up Them niggas they dashing (Bleh, bleh!) We done finessed it (Bow!) And we just ride through the city like OG Maco Bitch, you guessed it Don't come and test it We make it happen (We make it happen) Apply pressure, we pressed it (press, press) Jealous niggas just flies Look me in my eyes So you know that I meant it (You know that I meant it) A nigga getting paid on the daily, daily And most these niggas still hate me Fuck that Man, they can't do like me So they wanna fight me Niggas be so lazy Polish girl is saying "Kocham cię" Scottish one knows that I'm crazy, crazy I'm tryna put money on a AP 'Fore I find myself in the dirt 17 looking all grimy Sitting in the trap and I'm putting in work Dangerous yingers Some militant chingers And serious pingers And we all getting burst Swinging my fist and sh-- got burst Spit a freestyle now girl wan' flirt Show her my streams and she take off her shirt Body all peng and it's super high skirt, uh I'm dishing out grafts, but she want some action Damn it She take this graft, then I'll tap it Madness Pull up on a nigga with a weapon, chef him Make his story all tragic DE got rushed and he felt this splashing AT got jumped, all I felt was gladness On George Street, made a white boy dash It's facts, no cap Still flip these packs We done finessed it (Bow!) And we just ride through the city like OG Maco Bitch, you guessed it Don't come and test it We make it happen (We make it happen) Apply pressure, we pressed it (press, press) Jealous niggas just flies Look me in my eyes So you know that I meant it When we pull up Them niggas they dashing (Bleh, bleh!) We done finessed it (Bow!) And we just ride through the city like OG Maco Bitch, you guessed it Don't come and test it We make it happen (We make it happen) Apply pressure, we pressed it (press, press) Jealous niggas just flies Look me in my eyes So you know that I meant it (You know that I meant it)
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