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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nine Vicious
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trey Echols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
406ahmad
Producer
Lyrics
T-ha, nigga's crazy
I'm with yo-young
I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man
In Japan with a bad bitch (Say wha- Ayy)
I need racks, I got cabbage (Let's go)
I ain't never on that mad shit (Slatt, Ayy)
I ain't never on that sad shit (Slatt)
I just signed my deal (No cap)
I just tatted my neck, so I can show them that it's real (For real)
She fuck with my accent in Japan, I'm finna kill (Say what?)
Bitch I'm YSL (Ayy)
Nah, that nigga for real (Slatt, slatt)
Bitch, I'm dead for real (Say what?)
Talkin' bout these racks (Okay)
Already got me a mil (Ayy)
I just popped an addy, only time I pop a pill (Yea)
I'm up all night, I mean all night (I mean all night)
I just called my main ho, "Is you alright?" (Hello?)
When we locked eyes (Locked eyes)
It was on sight (Yea, no cap)
She got thick thighs (Thick thighs)
I'm finna get right (Say what?)
Damn (Come on)
Told the jeweler (Ayy)
"Fill up all my niggas with them damn diamonds" (Slatt)
NYC right to Japan, bitch, I'm fuckin' grinding (Let's go- Ayy)
NYC right to Japan, I'm on damn timin' (Let's go, let's go)
T-ha, nigga's crazy (Yea, yea)
I'm with yo-young
I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man
In Japan with a bad bitch (Yea, say wha- Ayy)
I need racks, I got cabbage (Yea, let's go)
I ain't never on that mad shit (Slatt, Ayy)
I ain't never on that sad shit (Slatt)
I can't even take it, woah
I got a lot of clothes (I gotta lot of clothes)
Damn, I'm in Japan woah, I gotta lot of hoes (Yea, yea, yeah)
I don't even want dis' ho, damn, I miss my ho (Say wha- Ayy)
She in the bathroom givin' blow
Or she doin' coke (Or she doin' coke)
I don't fuck with that other side
They just do the most (Say wha- Ayy)
I don't really do that fashion shit
I just don't brag and post (No cap)
Margiela fits (Margiela fits)
Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
Gucci shoes (We got Gucci)
I'm finna do my dance (I'm finna do it, yea)
Already havin', I don't even use no advance (Ion do that shi')
I met her one day
She already inna trance (No cap)
Lil' TEC just pulled up
Yea, inna trance (Skrrt, skrrt- Ayy)
Yea, she so goddamn pretty
It don't even make no sense (It don't even make no sense)
Had to fill my pockets, I was tired of lint (I was tired of lint- Ayy)
She was chewin' on my kids, she was tired of it (She was tired of it)
(She was-)
(She was tired- Ayy)
(Ha, ya, ya)
(Ayy)
Buddha
Prayin' to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Prayin' to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Prayin' to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Prayin' to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Prayin' to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Prayin' to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Prayin' to God, but I don't pray to- hollup
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