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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Nudy
Young Nudy
Vocals
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Offset
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Quantavious T. Thomas
Quantavious T. Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FARRI
FARRI
Producer
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
John Wayne, Smith & Wesson
Cross him out, give him a blessin'
All white duct tape, put him on a stretcher
Hell, you're a slime ball ****, I'll bless ya
Anything go for the money, want extra
Been gettin' money, boy, I know I need extra
**** wanna talk, boy, I know you got pressure
Shoot you in your face, muhfucka, no pressure
[Verse 2]
I do the smoke, ****, Newport
Short a **** pack, no Newport
Rob a **** blind, now new folks
I don't really fuck with you new folks
Put him in the chair, ****, death row
Cut his ass out, **** cutthroat
Slime ball **** got mojo
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I got lean for days
Bitch, I got plays on plays
Bitch, I got J's on J's
Bitch, I got glass for glass
Bitch, I got cash on cash
Drop it on a **** mans on mans
****, fuck what you sayin'
Make a **** cross out his mans
Anything go for the bands
[Verse 4]
Yeah, ****, I'm on that shit
**** really on that shit
Bitch all on my dick
Your baby mama on my dick
All these hoes on my dick
Big Glock .40, big dick
[Verse 5]
John Wayne, Smith & Wesson
Cross him out, give him a blessin'
All white duct tape, put him on a stretcher
Hell, you're a slime ball ****, I'll bless ya
Anything go for the money, want extra
Been gettin' money, boy, I know I need extra
**** wanna talk, boy, I know you got pressure
Shoot you in your face, muhfucka, no pressure
[Verse 6]
I do the smoke, ****, Newport
Short a **** pack, no Newport
Rob a **** blind, no new folks
I don't really fuck with you new folks
Put him in the chair, ****, death row
Cut his ass out, **** cutthroat
Slime ball **** got mojo
Yeah, I got
[Verse 7]
Black Mulsanne hoggin' both lanes
Stick with the kick like Liu Kang
Forgiato white, ice cocaine
Ice up the chain for the gang gang
Put the laser on your brain for some  chump change
**** in the field, **** do or die
**** write your will when the bullet fly
Don't be playin' with the mill 'cause it suicide
Havin' racks like Illuminati
Get a **** whacked, smell like porta-potties
Shot him in the back, got him milly rockin'
Choppin' off the hat, foreign coupe exotic
Backends in the trap, that's a double profit
Hit him with the axe, don't talk about it
Matte black MAC, shoot the sparks up out it
[Verse 8]
John Wayne, Smith & Wesson
Cross him out, give him a blessin'
All white duct tape, put him on a stretcher
Hell, you're a slime ball ****, I'll bless ya
Anything go for the money, want extra
Been gettin' money, boy, I know I need extra
**** wanna talk, boy, I know you got pressure
Shoot you in your face, muhfucka, no pressure
[Verse 9]
I do the smoke, ****, Newport
Short a **** pack, no Newport
Rob a **** blind, no new folks
I don't really fuck with you new folks
Put him in the chair, ****, death row
Cut his ass out, **** cutthroat
Slime ball **** got mojo
Yeah, I got
Written by: Quantavious Thomas, Kiari Cephus
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