Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
Faith Evans
Faith Evans
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Songwriter
Faith Evans
Faith Evans
Songwriter
Carl Thompson
Carl Thompson
Songwriter
Chucky Thompson
Chucky Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Producer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
IAMNOBODI
IAMNOBODI
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, my inspiration comes from you, oh
So you think you got what it takes
To be my ride or die?
Okay
We shall see
[Verse 1]
Aye, I been out here soul searchin'
Aye, say you still got it, girl, what makes you so certain?
Hit it, quit it, then went cold turkey
You been committed through this whole journey
Got a girl that don't expect as much from me
That's why she gets so much love from me
She just might be the one for me
Ain't no need to question, down bitch
[Chorus]
She'll pull the gun for me
Pop two, she'll take one for me
Set it off if a bitch come for me
Set it off if a **** come for me
She'll pull the gun for me
Pop two, she'll take one for me
Set it off if a bitch come for me
Set it off if a **** come
[Verse 2]
Do you remember them days? I would cut school and come to you
Ma was cool so I got comfortable
Sleeping on the couch, sneak up to your room, aye
I found out you was a freak too soon, aye
Your family thought we had baby too soon
I told your family not to speak too soon, aye
Three years later, I'm on TV, now your brother, he envy me
I don't know what the fuck he be on, aye
Cool with me cool, we was never friends
He put your mama under stress, I put her in a Benz
Even though she put me in the streets, she made amends
Watchin' over my babies, ****
'Case her son wanna go back to his ways and be a street ****
Plus my girl just copped the heat, ****
And she gon' kill almost any ****, including me, ****
Ain't nobody who could be with her, 'cept for me, that's my down bitch
[Chorus]
She'll pull the gun for me
Pop two, she'll take one for me
Set it off if a bitch come for me
Set it off if a **** come for me
She'll pull the gun for me
Pop two, she'll take one for me
Set it off if a bitch come for me
Set it off if a **** come for me
[Outro]
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Aye, think she gon' fuck with this song?
Yeah, I hope so, ****
And she ain't call me back for some reason
Oh well, I love her
Written by: Bryson Tiller, Carl Thompson, Faith Evans, John Chigbue, Ronald Evan Dross, Teddy Walton
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