Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dee Harvey
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Moneymarv
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Lyrics
Yeah, Lahdee **** Big seven in this bitch, **** know what the fuck going on (Bitch I’m posted on the block with the guys) Bitch yeah, Bitch yeah (You know what the fuck going on in this bitch ****) Ayy, bitch I’m posted on the block with the guys getting them bows off (Getting them bows off) My **** really slime, trying to wipe a **** nose off (Wipe a **** nose off) And I’m sliding with Lil Nando and Yk bitch them my role dogs **** I ain’t with all that typing shit, I’m trying to let them poles talk (Come here ****) Bitch catch me in the streets (Yeah) Since that little pussy ass **** trying to act like it’s beef (Trying to act like it’s beef) Fuck your gang, they weak (Fuck y’all ****) Scary ass **** being slick like we ain’t going to see Let the Draco make a beat (Grrrt) Go tell a **** to spin if he thinking it’s sweet (He thinking it’s sweet) Trying to put something underneath I post in the hood all day with that glizzy on me (All motherfucking day) I’m trying to figure where he at, (Where he at) since he been flagging acting like he living like that (He ain’t living like that) This big bitch stop Scats (Skrrt) Bullets going to catch him Let him run, he getting hit in the back And everything shoot fast **** know ain’t no escape when we get on they ass (It ain’t no escape) I catch one of them I’m going to crash **** be all on my dick and that shit getting sad (Fuck it) They done got me in that mode, (Yeah) I was on chill until these **** started acting like hoes Reach and your ass getting blown (Grrt) If I up with this fire I’m going to bust, I ain’t never gonna fold (I ain’t never gonna fold) And i’m sticking to the code (Yeah) Big Seven L gang, play and we’re wiping your nose (Big Seven L gang) Spin and get left in the road I’m pushing the issue until they ain’t dissing no more (Yeah, tell a **** come outside, these **** know where we at) (We outside everyday with it, come spin in that seven ****, come meet them demons bitch ass **** doing all that talking) (Yeah **** know how i get, aww fuck it) If you ain’t Ben Franklin I ain’t fixing to chase you (Fuck no) Got a Glock 17 with a beam and a laser (A laser) I’m feeding her liquor, my jimmy the chaser These **** just made that i’m having my way (Having my way) I fuck and she call me daddy like I raised her But I’m a dead beat, she don’t even know where I stay (She don’t even know where I stay) Fuck hitting low, bitch we aiming for facials (Facials) Better get ghost when I’m busting that drake (Head tap) Bitch, we really running the city, it’s love this way but if **** want smoke I’m ready (I’m ready) Stacking and chasing a milly, they know we’re the littest Got bad bitches throwing up sevens(Throwing up sevens) Get in the booth I get ignorant, (I’m losing my mind) they ask me who did it, I’m lost but the opps be telling (**** be rats) Smoking that gas until i’m tripping (Fuck) I’m feeling like I’m on the same type of timing as Melly (Aww fuck, I’m in that mode!) (They done pissed Lahdee off, come meet them demons ****) Yeah, Yeah Bitch
Written by: Dee Harvey