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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
MAF Teeski
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Benjamin Bialy
Komponist:in
Alfredo Matteucci
Komponist:in
Terrance Banks
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Elliott Clark
Ingenieur:in
Ice Mike
Ingenieur:in
Proofonthetrack
Produzent:in
Square
Produzent:in
Lyrics
[Intro]
Hit his ass up, then we bounce, on my brother grave (Proof is in the progress)
Ayy, we ain't doin' no blick-outs, last **** got blicked down
We ain't doin' no blick-outs, last **** got blicked down
[Verse 1]
Quick to smack a bitch, ain't doin' no back and forth, go get your brother
Sendin' kissy faces all in your ho DM, I'm tryna fuck her
Bitch do dicks, you tryna cuff her, you takin' her out, I'm tryna slut her
The main bitch you lovin' and puttin' your heart into my favorite buster
We gon' pop up unannounced, hit his ass up, then we bounce
We ain't doin' no blick-outs, last **** got blicked down
Catch a B, shoot out of town, missed a few, spin back around
Hit a big-ass with a nick' and make his fat ass lose some pounds
Scoom Gang what I bang, in the joint, I wasn't on count
Told the label I'm worth some Ms, make 'em fill my back account
They love my voice, they love my sound, pour up four and watch me drown
Bitch, I wasn't shit, look at me now, don't get your ass caught out of bounds
This micro Drac' make him get down, bitch, I'm the talk around the town
Last **** mentioned Scoom, his dumb ass six feet in the ground
Catch a B for all my bros, I bet next time, they watch they mouth
Made a promise to all my bros, if they outside, it's goin' down
Ayy, ayy, the world think I caught a body, I ain't do nothin'
Y'all know and I know what it is and that's a hundred
But I'ma let you know everythin' worth it though
[Verse 2]
Spin his hood in all Trackhawks, hit his block up, then we bounce
OBK, that's been my dog, I'm out here spinnin' blocks with my round
Know this rap shit come too easy, it's off the top, I'm good with nouns
You know the gang, they caught some murders for the nation, that's no bap
I got a box up on my gun, it's ready to shoot, I just gotta tap
Know this life shit like a gamble, boy, your sweet ass better not crap
I be ridin' with your bitch, pourin' drank with my strap
Never ran from shit, that's bap, ten milli' make him take a nap
Last **** mentioned Scoom, round of applause, his ass got clapped
Can't wait to see Johnny Dang, I'ma bust my whole mouth down
You wasn't here before the deal, when I sign, can't come around
Scoom Gang blitz on fourth and downs, bitch, every BD get walked down
Catch a B, shoot out of town, micro Drac' make him get down
Written by: Alfredo Matteucci, Benjamin Bialy, MAF Teeski, Terrance Banks