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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rv
Rv
Performer
Headie One
Headie One
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rv
Rv
Composer
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moneyevery
Moneyevery
Producer
808 Melo
Producer
Will Lite
Will Lite
Mixing Engineer
Lewi White
Lewi White
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
This is a Melo beat (Moneyevery on the track)
[Verse 2]
386 tryna hit mans head
I don't even do MMA
How many times dem do it all bait?
Pigs tryna put the greens on to LA
And they threw a man down to a vet
Couple these dogs from some of these cats
Jump out gang swingin' this mop
If not, mans still tryna do it with shank
Back hand grip with my black blade
How many times have I made man plank?
Opp boys see me in the flesh and I swarm 'em
Just 'cause their attitude stank
Still tell the young ones stay in school
But I'm out here still spottin' drills, it's mad
Bro just scored, always firin'
Even started a little of this panic
If I ain't scored, I assist like Jordan do
Quiet while I down this flank
How Trident still on man
And all of these bad B's still on man?
I really do this live in the streets
We ain't gotta do it on 'gram
Bro got sentenced, I told him
Ride this pigeon, do it and land
[Verse 3]
How Trident still on man
And all of these bad B's still on man?
Went jail, touched road, got fans
And all now they're claimin' that they're still on gang
Five years ago tryna' turn man am
Even though we had am
Four door 'cause you're fills with gang
Semi-automatic drill on man
How Trident still on man
And all of these bad B's still on man?
Went jail, touched road, got fans
And all now they're claimin' that they're still on gang
Five years ago tryna' turn man am
Even though we had am
Four door 'cause you're fills with gang
Semi-automatic drill on man
[Verse 4]
Spent five bills on a sawn off dots, can't complain, that's cheap and cheerful
Passenger side of our best friends ride
Tryna aim at the side of the vehicle
I don't wanna miss, tell bro slow down, be careful
From a young boy like NBA, been tryna score points, no air balls
Been in the field in Totenham since that kit was made by Kappa
Trident had me in jail while you was gettin' turfed by girls in Napa
Probation got me on license, told me I'm violent, talkin' bout mapper
I don't know about them things there, last time I checked, I'm just a rapper
Got the drop, I was wanted by fed
They were onto me and my guys
So, I just went on the run
Like Jay Z and his wife
Got nicked for a skeng and an am , no evidence at the scene of the crime
Hit that interview room and I say, "No comment"
I don't need legal advice
[Verse 5]
How Trident still on man
And all of these bad B's still on man?
Went jail, touched road, got fans
And all now they're claimin' that they're still on gang
Five years ago tryna' turn man am
Even though we had am
Four door 'cause you're fills with gang
Semi-automatic drill on man
How Trident still on man
And all of these bad B's still on man?
Went jail, touched road, got fans
And all now they're claimin' that they're still on gang
Five years ago tryna' turn man am
Even though we had am
Four door 'cause you're fills with gang
Semi-automatic drill on man
Written by: Irving Adjei, Rv
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