Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Aseri Mckinstry
Songwriter:in
M BURNER
Songwriter:in
Mike Edwards
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Prodigy Beatz
Produzent:in
Lyrics
And I was just playing. I was just playing, man
Me and AMO like Drake and Josh
I don't wanna hear your problems bitch just take it off
I can't hang around them **** cause them **** soft
I see a opp and I aint strapped ima throw a rock, Yeah
Gang that's the time I'm on
I'll run up in his crib this not Home Alone
Yeah, i got two sticks i tote the drac alone
Hit the lil ho forcefully thought i broke her bones
When you talk to AMO you betta watch yo tone
Me and Burner up that strap, Stop Drop & Roll
I been takin all these trips i been on the road
I got all these green hunnits cause my money old
White girl call me a opp, that bitch was bold
Can't save sinking ships ****, cause **** gone fold
I'm spinnin blocks, catch me a opp and I'm snatching his soul
Catch a opp, whack a opp, he get hit with this pole
Fuck this little bitch raw, cause a **** is grown
What?!?
Left, right, up, down, bitch this a cheat code
Choppa take off that boy dreads now he need chemo
Therapy, you cannot be my homie if you scared of me
You wonder why your bitch always on me, cause this is where the meat
We ain't even slide, we in his head, bitch I'm a scary dream
Solar flare, blind a ****, block him, block he on a screen
Bitch, steady staring at me, I guess we had a thing
**** want to pull up, oh, we good, we get him gone
How you mad that AMO fucked your bitch that hoe was for the team
How you say them **** hard as us, bitch, you ain't listening
Can't wait till i catch that boy out in public, I ain't missing em
Bitch, I barely know you, how you missing me
Bitch, I'll twist your lips up, ain't no kissin me
Yeah, I'm the real joker, ain't no tricking em
He ain't gonna say shit when I'm there, cause he's scared of me
AMO to the top, bitch, where I'm gonna be
**** say they beating me, them **** just some wannabes
Just gave yo bitch some sausage like I'm working at Barnaby's
I feel like Future and Lil Yachty, bitch, pardon me
I feel like a flower, I'm a blossom, bitch, garden me
I'm shooting from deep, why the fuck is you guarding me
Just shot my fifth op, 50 times, new target, please
That bitch wanna fuck, but she look better on her fucking knees
Damn, I need a Bugatti
She fuck with the kid, cause she know I come buy a new body
This ain't Fortnite, but bitch, I came with two shotties
Damn, now I'm on the run again
Me and Burner grew up together, bitch, that's my fucking twin
I'd kill a **** for Burner, cause that's my fucking kin
Put the Glock down, lil' **** picked up the fucking sig
Why the opps keep dissing on me, knowin I'll split their wig
All them pussy **** with some access, they ain't in my lens
Lil' bitch had some good pussy, I wanna fuck again
Jump a hundred bullets off the cat, they say it's many men
But it's just me and my K, bitch, that's my best friend
Bitch, get your big ass out my way, I wanna fuck your friend
I'm yelling in the motherfucking suit to wake you **** up
You **** don't smoke, lil' JP will leave you stuck
Yeah, bitch, we on that gang
Written by: Aseri Mckinstry, Mike Edwards