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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Vocals
Keyz
Programming
Morgan Matthews
Programming
Turbo
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chandler Durham
Songwriter
Keyshawn Gilmore
Songwriter
Morgan Matthews
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Morgan Matthews
Producer
Nia "Ivy" Mills
Assistant Engineer
Turbo
Engineer
Jeffery Williams
Executive Producer
Wheezy
Executive Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Keyz
Producer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Run that back, Turbo
I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy
Make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes,
I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily
Fuck these niggas who hate me
I'm inside the store, keep a bodyguard
Bitch, I can't be poor, put that 'Cat in sport (Skrrt)
Whip like seven more
All my kids ain't gon' have chores (Nah)
Rolex, no Michael Kors
Crib come with a gym
And a mini-golf course (Golf course)
Hitting it off of the slam
And ball in the rim when I score
Smoke a lot of grams
You would've thought I knew a grower
Sip more than an ounce
I never imagined what I'd pour
Don't know the amount
I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy
Make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes,
I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily
Fuck these niggas who hate me
I'ma give 'em hell (Hell)
Show 'em how you all well (Well)
Pay my nigga bail (My nigga bail)
My new bitch fine as hell (Fine)
Cocaine polish on her nails (On God)
One of a kind for real (Real)
Got her on exotic smell (On exotic smell)
Bitch, you up like shell
But that AP time gon' tell (On God)
Send a bale in the mail (Mail)
Damn, we slick and slimey like jail (Slime)
We ain't takin' no L (Slatt)
Nigga better not cross our trail (Slatt)
It get hotter than Hell (Hell)
Might die my dreads blonde like Odell (Odell)
And take up the sales
I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy
Make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes,
I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily
Fuck these niggas who hate me
Writer(s): Sergio Kitchens, Chandler Durham, Kewshawn Gilmore, Morgan A. Matthews
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