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Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jahyem Scott
Songwriter:in
Pharell Smith
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jahyem Scott
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Damn 9 you made this?
Aye aye
313 Mafia
Internet beefers man they ain't tough
We'll slide up on Swan bitch we make dust
Had to kick her out trap bitch we can't trust HG **** ain't no move like the matrix
Got this Glock at you these bullets faster
Can't dodge a cannon I'm in my baggy
I make it happen two tone Rolls Royce what I'm really manifesting
I've been running out
Treated me like shit but I'm a man I had to thug it out
Make sure I call my momma everyday cause she be bugging out
Telling on my mans inside a jam that ain't what I'm about
That some shit I'd never doubt
When that **** told he called my phone and said he made it out
Daddy facing life inside that cell I pray he make it out
Tell that **** Nikk his ass bitch and stay in the house
Said I'd never diss they ass again so ion give em clout
Told my **** if I die today yall better spin tomorrow
Gotta leave this street behind so my little bro could follow
And my bitch look like a model all the days I had to squabble
We had went half on a bottle of Ciroc fly to Chicago
And we Backyard creeping man them **** took my uncle im gon make shit even
Told that bitch she out her mind if she think we linking
Man I'm overthinking and I'm steady In here drinking all this ice I feel anemic on the gang
Internet beefers man they ain't tough
We'll slide up on Swan bitch we make dust
Had to kick her out trap bitch we can't trust HG **** ain't no move like the matrix
Got this Glock at you these bullets faster
Can't dodge a cannon I'm in my baggy
I make it happen two tone Rolls Royce what I'm really manifesting
Staring down barrel of that glock
Better not front to move or you might fuck around get popped
Better not send that addy or you might fuck around get shot
I know everything bout everything bitch I learned it from the block
Bitch I learned it from the spot
step daddy in the kitchen whipping up the pot
Late nights on Shirley trap jumping it was hot
I'm in motion like a slot I was fucking all the thots
I was making all the ops
I was stealing bikes with Meech
I was fucking on sink
I was telling hoes I love em then i leave they ass on read
I was focused on that green
I had everything I need
I had copped my first pole wasn't even 17
Almost had my first seed but her momma disagreed
You would never see me bleed I got pain I gotta feed
Wasn't never on my knees got a team I gotta lead
Got some people that I need I can't wait till they get freed on the gang
Internet beefers man they ain't tough
We'll slide up on Swan bitch we make dust
Had to kick her out trap bitch we can't trust HG **** ain't no move like the matrix
Got this Glock at you these bullets faster
Can't dodge a cannon I'm in my baggy
I make it happen two tone Rolls Royce what I'm really manifesting
Shit
Written by: Jahyem Scott, Pharell Smith