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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tee Grizzley
Vocals
YNW Melly
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Songwriter
William Van Zandt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Van Zandt
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Stack bread, stay out the way, you gon' make it out
Whole brick in the trap, we gon' break it down
Audemar, fuck the plain, we gon' spray it down
Run up on you, ain't no talkin' we gon' lay you down
Pussy boy, please don't make a **** lay you down
Big kahunas on the Glock, monkey nuts 50s rounds
Fuck boy better shh, bet not make a sound
Leave your ass on the ground, leave your ass lost and found
Oh-oh, ok-ok, He want to flick
Okay, I heard that **** got that bag, uh uh
Oh, huh we need it all go get the Tec, uh-uh
My **** shootin' shit in public, we don't text, ok
[Verse 2]
Sat in prison all them years and I came out hard
On the block of no return, shoot at unknown cars
I got two sides to me, half Grizzley, half shark
Jump in that water or them woods and get ripped apart
This assault rifle so big, this bitch can come apart
I remember stealin' bikes, now I got auto start
Melly, slatt slatt slatt, that's that gang talk
Fuck a chain, I'll snatch a **** brain off
[Verse 3]
Ass on, I want to ride on her
She a lot, uh uh, he surprised I'm hung, yeah
Beat that pussy bitch, with the .223
I been toting sticks before puberty
All the freaky bitches see the truth in me
She like Melly, baby, you abusing me
And we made it out of poverty
30 thousand on the Cuban
This shit here what I'm distributing
Good dope in Detroit, yeah, distributing
He on that and I'm on E, nah
Ooh she say she popped a bean, uh
Nut on her face like maybe it's Maybelline
[Verse 4]
Fuck a **** bitch good, she ain't gon go back to 'em
Gave an opp the whole 30, felt like I owed that to 'em
And Doc ain't shootin' just to shoot, that boy know what he doin
And fuck ****, that ain't by business, I don't know what they doing
And Bloc ain't pimpin' just to pimp, he got the hoes lit
Have my bloods put some blood on your whole fit
That instagram bitch, look like she sucked the whole dick
And I don't trust her, I fuckin clutchin' my 4-5th
Demons screamin' up the block, cops ain't even caring
If them bitches get behind me they gon' get embarrassed
Melly, where the Florida hoes? ****, sharing is caring
If we do a drill together, they gon' think we terrorist
Written by: William Dalton Van Zandt, Terry Sanchez Wallace