Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
alyx
Künstler:in
prodbysky
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Filip Gabanyi
Texte
Adam Kwindel
Texte
Noah Smith
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
prodbysky
Produzent:in
SHARKBOY
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I don't know if you caught on
(I don't know if you caught on)
I don't be givin' no fuck (huh, keep it up, Sharkboy)
I say whatever I want
(I say whatever I want)
I do whatever I want, huh
Yeah, I don't be givin' no fucks (not one), uh (SK-K-K-KY)
(Just pull up, pull up, woah)
I don't know if you caught on (caught on)
I don't be givin' no fuck (huh)
I say whatever I want, yeah, I do whatever I want, huh
I'm countin' up money for fun
And I'm poppin' these Percs just for fun (luh geek)
All of my twizz' got a gun (blam)
Couple of my twizz' on the run (phew)
Couple of my twizz' sellin' Runtz (luh geek)
Couple of my twizz' hit 'em up (luh geek)
Yeah, couple of my twizz' sell a bunch
Heard your money got took like it's lunch (hah)
We on the side and we punt
Bitch, I sleep in the day, I'on see sun (uh-huh, yeah)
Big body Lamb' truck sittin' outside in the sun, it get you caught up, get you fried
You don't really have no swag, so what you did?
Your little buddy tried to take mine (woo)
I never needed no help, I never needed nobody, I wait in no line (woo)
Better be a man, and do the time
If you did the crime, bitch, why you cryin'?
I just pulled up in a big body, I got a lot of money comin' in
I just got off the phone with my demon and he told me that I'm gon' win
I can't be wasting time on the 'net, I just be running up a fuckin' check
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh, I'ma die 'bout my respect, huh
I put a check up on my neck, life check ya in the head
I signed for a couple milli', you only touched a hundred thou'
Ain't nobody steal ya style, ain't nobody want yo' sauce
Tell me who the fuck gon' fall off, tell me who gon' make it out?
Yeah, I don't be givin' no fucks (not one), uh (SK-K-K-KY)
(Just pull up, pull up, woah)
I don't know if you caught on (caught on)
I don't be givin' no fuck (huh)
I say whatever I want, yeah, I do whatever I want, huh
I'm countin' up money for fun
And I'm poppin' these Percs just for fun (luh geek)
All of my twizz' got a gun (blam)
Couple of my twizz' on the run (phew)
Couple of my twizz' sellin' Runtz (luh geek)
Couple of my twizz' hit 'em up (luh geek)
Yeah, couple of my twizz' sell a bunch
Heard your money got took like it's lunch (hah)
We on the side and we punt
Bitch, I sleep in the day, I'on see sun (uh-huh, yeah)
Big body Lamb' truck sittin' outside in the sun, it get you caught up, get you fried
You don't really have no swag, so what you did?
Your little buddy tried to take mine (woo)
I never needed no help, I never needed nobody, I wait in no line (woo)
Better be a man, and do the time
If you did the crime, bitch, why you cryin'?
I just pulled up in a big body, I got a lot of money comin' in
I just got off the phone with my demon and he told me that I'm gon' win
I can't be wasting time on the 'net, I just be running up a fuckin' check
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh, I'ma die 'bout my respect, huh
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