Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Xcabxr
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jugg blessin pope
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
nickalent
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Mm, mm, mm, mm, yeah
Yeah, yeah
****, I'm off that drink, can't think
You ain't in the field, yeah, go up your rank
Blowing shit up, yeah, like a tank
Blowing shit up like I'm Bin Laden
We on that block, yeah, why you hiding
I'm in love, cause she love riding
She love riding, dick
She gon' suck, dick
Slide that block with that big shit on me, yeah
I got a big ass stick
Ima call Lil' Tap up, somebody get hit
Ima use that button, Ima use that switch
Shoot that gun
Ima shoot that gun, yeah
****, Ima have some fun
He talking down, yeah, why you run
Her face ugly, she just got buns
You wanna pack, yeah, it's munyunn
You wanna pack, come with a fee
He snitching my bros, yeah
I'm tryna put that boy up on the T
Ima catch that boy, look over him, yeah
Watch the **** fucking bleed
Shoot the boy, yeah
That Lil' Drac, bitch, you can't see
Pop that boy, he was asking for it
That **** tried to run, that **** look like forest
Tryna run me off this paper, and I cannot get bored
Seven days a week, I'm going hard, I'm feeling sore
I don't got no heart, bitch, I'm just rotting to the core
Dead faces in my pockets looking like a morgue
Go and feed that bitch her dick and she gon' ask for more
Got a cup up in my hand, I told her, pour me up
Sipping on that mud, yeah, that shit, that gets you stuck
Written by: Jugg blessin pope