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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Desiigner
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalil King
Songwriter
Eman on the track
Songwriter
Sidney Royel Selby III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mekado
Producer
Dave Rowland
Recording Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Kez Khou
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Eman on the track
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
[Verse 2]
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
[Verse 3]
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
All of them killers won't make it out
The car crash, call it, racing out
[Verse 4]
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
[Verse 5]
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
[Verse 6]
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
[Verse 7]
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
[Verse 8]
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
[Verse 9]
I said all of them killers won't make it out
The car crash, call it, racing out
The bullet kiss 'em, call it making out
They never said I'd appose to nothing
[Verse 10]
Choppa known for thumping
Make a **** start Forrest Gumping
When I catch that boy forest fronting
Choppa blow his stomach
Hit his body and soul be jumping
'Cause my **** don't blow for nothing
[Verse 11]
We gon' run up on you, we gon' get you hit
Talk a lot like you serving brick
Tryna get me rich and I fuck your bitch
She be sucking dick on some other shit
[Verse 12]
These ****, the just tryna hate on me
Take me out try to put date on me
Gotta ride 'round with that thang on me
Catch a nine slipping by 43, word to me
[Verse 13]
I'ma just keep going hard 'til it's dirt on me
L block 390, you heard of me?
Chopper rips open like surgery
I'm back from the dead, close the curtain, B***
[Verse 14]
All of my killers gon' get away
Savage come through, he gon' get away
Mikey come through, he gon' rip it fast
Everybody gon' rip his face
And I'ma kill 'em
[Verse 15]
They look Scottie Pippen, woo!
You hear that 'Gatti engine, woo!
You heard I'm karate flipping, woo!
Now haters, they ought to mention
Come through the Garvey hitting
I got guns and they're shooting like Tony flipping***
Codeine, you know I'm sipping
Young **** on a mission
[Verse 16]
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
[Verse 17]
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
[Verse 18]
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
All of them killers won't make it out
The car crash, call it, racing out
[Verse 19]
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
[Verse 20]
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racing out
[Verse 21]
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
Written by: Emmanuel Adeyemi, Khalil King, Sidney Selby