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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Mckee
Songwriter
Russell Pochop
Songwriter
Bill Kahan Kapri
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Gaitan Ricardo Gonzales
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Mckee
Producer
Chris Ulrich
Engineer
Drew Drucker
Engineer
Jamie Peters
Engineer
Tyler Unland
Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Gaitán
Producer
RBP
Producer
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Tide, Glee, Gleeful
This how you start, right here, look
[Chorus]
I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon
I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I doubt one of y'all the **** to test me
I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions
Shootin' **** and foolin' 'round won't let me see my blessing
[Chorus]
I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon
I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I doubt one of y'all the **** to test me
I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions
Shootin' **** and foolin' 'round won't let me see my blessing
[Verse 1]
I did everything the streets told me it was cool to do
Now, I'd rather prove it to myself before I prove to you
I'll never tell, put me in jail, put me in any dorm
And I can make it through whatever, I weather any storm
Say, park the Wraith outside the prison when I EOS
My mama told me 'bout you ****, I swear she know best
My bitch did a whole bid with me, that's my baby
Not showin' off, I blow it up, she 'bout to have my baby
I swear it feel like yesterday, I was just in the county
When me and Snake was talkin' 'bout how we was in the projects
When we was on the ugly corner, we was poppin' Molly
How we'd be bootin' up on **** when they actin' rowdy
Sniper Gang, I hate how I can't have my **** 'round me
We love each other so much, our energy just keep collidin'
We down to suit up any moment, we be too excited
And free Lil' Cool, it's been a minute since we reunited
My **** P just caught a body and he still fighting it
I hate I fell in love with thuggin,' I give my mama anxiety
I love Lil' DJ like a brother, you play with him, I'll kill ya
Lil' Jackboy shoulda just been my brother, I swear I love that ****
I don't even need your love no more, I got a leather heart
I do my own time, I don't need no **** to take no charge
I couldn't even get a letter from you and that was your gun
You ain't sent me nothin' or ask homeboy how your lil' brother doin'
Written by: Derek “Dyryk” Garcia, Dyryk, Gaitan Gonzales, Ian Mckee, Kodak Black, Russell Pochop