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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eearz
Eearz
Vocals
ScHoolboy Q
ScHoolboy Q
Vocals
2 Chainz
2 Chainz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Branden Brown
Branden Brown
Songwriter
Mark Buchanan
Mark Buchanan
Songwriter
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Songwriter
Quincy Hanley
Quincy Hanley
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Christopher Jarmal Lee
Christopher Jarmal Lee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
B Rackz
B Rackz
Producer
C Millz
C Millz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye
Aye
Woah
That slap, they say they want that slap
It's not sold separately
They know I come with that
Hey, what you got?
100's overlappin', that's a wrap
I'm on my level, ****
You better come correct
[Verse 2]
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
[Verse 3]
Ordinary, I am not that
They think I'm blasphemous
Tattoos on arm and neck
Grew up like a crash dummy
Headfirst for a check
Gung-ho for a fist full of blue bread
Girl that ass swoll, let me grab ahold and suplex
Go for broke in that pussy, 'cause I remember when
**** looked over me, now they all wanna recollect
[Verse 4]
Feel like somethin' chose me
I'm everything you could've been if you was hustlin'
Post-traumatic, cardiac, rollin' back to back addict
Damn, I'm famished, I'ma need a whole bag of the cabbage
Came straight out that damn 'Clay,' like Cassius
Shoulda seen his damn face, when I passed him
Lil' boy got big weight, overextended
All of y'all flows piss poor, in the trash
You lookin' at the shit now, take a whiff
These diamonds they gen'
[Verse 5]
That slap, they say they want that slap
It's not sold separately
They know I come with that
Hey, what you got?
100's overlappin', that's a wrap
I'm on my level, ****
You better come correct
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
[Verse 6]
Nostradamus, book the pilot
Land in tropics
Big deposits
Saucy, dipping
Million flipping, one too many
Lambo' spinning
Skrrt might crash it, big boy habits
Legend status, label classic
Can't be average
Got success, needed more
Made the Forbes, needed more
Get the Range, need it floored
[Verse 7]
Wasn't there when I was workin' for it
Got a big chill and now you mad?
Motivation for the young ****
Get the bag rollin' so it lasts
**** ball like the Mavs'
Finger roll from the half
'Round the back, through the trap
Double time, get him whacked
Seen it all, and I done done it all
Why I care what a broke **** say?
If I was 30+, in the hood still
Hell yeah, I'ma hate
VVS's In the face, aye
Beat the cases, do the race
This a Porsche, never late
Headed north to the Ace
Saw my house by the waves
More land for the bang
My God, need a raise
New check, never changed
[Verse 8]
That slap, they say they want that slap
It's not sold separately
They know I come with that
Hey, what you got?
100's overlappin', that's a wrap
I'm on my level, ****
You better come correct
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
They won't like that
Kill they ass with success
[Verse 9]
2Chainz!
God bless the soldiers (Bless)
Rip the head off a cobra (Rip it)
Intimidate the camera holder
I can taste the victory
Yeah, I can smell the aroma
Hands quicker than Daytona
Gloves on no Isotoners
Locked in on my opponent (Locked in)
Front line, yeah, I'm on it
You won't believe how much I want it (Won't believe)
Won't believe how much I'm focused (Won't believe)
[Verse 10]
I put the 'mind' in 'determined'
I put the mind on a journey
That means you leavin' on a gurney
I'm 'bout to kill 'em with success
Somebody call my attorney
Hey! Alright, around here doubt don't exist
I will push your teeth back with 'Malice' like the Clipse
Can of ass-whooping, I got gallons of the shit
Love or hate me, you need balance, a lil' bit
Tryin not to be violent like a challenge in itself
When it start goin' right, to the left, to the left
People slept, Jesus wept, you a pet, I'm a vet
I'm a threat, where you at? Rep the set, that's a bet
Written by: Branden Brown, Christopher Lee, Mark Buchanan, Michael L. Williams II, Quincy Hanley, Tauheed Epps
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