Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andre Nathaniel Hosang
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Oh imma make it hard for you pussy what you think this is
(What you think this is)
You think it's highschool
Come in here and talking shit
(Come in talking shit)
We'll put you in the ground little **** I know these bullets win
Oh imma make it hard for you pussy what you think this is
You think it's highschool
come in here and talking shit
We'll put you in the ground lil **** I know these bullets win
You wanna talk to me
Get the gloves il see you in the ring now
I'm the voice of my city I want all the smoke
Take me one on one but bitch not in the studio
You can not compare with me little boy you just a little joke
Oh you don't think so
Me and you go track for track il show you more
I'm not the one you got me scared for
(Scared for)
Trust me I'm a nice guy a pure soul
(Imma pure soul)
For as long as I remember that's what I been told
I been quiet for a long time but I can't do this no more
I got a demon and he follows me
Everywhere I go I try and shake him off of me
Have you **** ever heard of the boggy man
No glizzy I'm the one who came here to kill the boggy man
I'm John wick I want them all dead
I'm different breed I told you that I'm well fed
Mama made a stu just for the basement
Cause she supporting me, she know I ain't basic oh no
How did you expect me to do this
They don't even see that I'm on shit I want bricks
I notice when you try to keep your distance
I swear you knew me
Cause I'm right here trynna make it
hard for you pussy what you think this is
You think it's highschool
come in here and talking shit
We'll put you in the ground lil **** I know these bullets win
You wanna talk to me
Get the gloves il see you in the ring now
I'm the voice of my city I want all the smoke
Take me one on one but bitch not in the studio
You can not compare with me little boy you just a little joke
Oh you don't think so
Me and you go track for track il show you more
Bring them all line them up for me
Right here glizzy one by one for me
You got me pissed off now I wanna see what you bring
You think you got what it takes to hit the ring with me
Glizzy are you sure about this do you know what your doing
Mistakes that you made all the things that you ruined
I can't wait for the day that you come and do this music shit
(Oh woah, oh)
I know you'll take off with her people quick
They look down on the city where we came from
When yo **** leave make sure that they keep a gun real life John Wicks, and they shooting shit
(Oh woah)
Oh it get bloody in the cold 6
Now have you hurd of the boggy man
(Oh no, woah)
Well let me tell you something
I'm the one who came here to kill the mother fucking boggy man
Oh imma make it hard for you pussy what you think this is
You think it's highschool
come in here and talking shit
We'll put you in the ground lil **** I know these bullets win
You wanna talk to me
Get the gloves il see you in the ring now
I'm the voice of my city I want all the smoke
Take me one on one but bitch not in the studio
You can not compare with me little boy you just a little joke
Oh you don't think so
Me and you go track for track il show you more
Written by: Andre Nathaniel Hosang
