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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Nudy
Young Nudy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quantavious T. Thomas
Quantavious T. Thomas
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Daniel "DSims" Simmons
Daniel "DSims" Simmons
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I need that black, I need that black
Yeah, smokin', drinkin', poppin' pills
I be smokin' weed, I don't like the picture
I be sippin' lean, I don't drink a little
Big ass blunt, yeah, it's a swisher
Big ass Glock on a real ****
Never been a bitch, slap a pussy ****
Fuck on yo' bitch and I know you pussy, ****
She sucked my dick and you like to kiss her, ****
[Verse 2]
Yeah, poppin' that Perc, no animal
Flippin' yo bitch, I got stamina
Eatin' that pussy like Hannibal
Y'all **** ain't no animals
Bitch, I'm an animal
In the streets, hangin' 'round with the animals
Bitch, you on the plate, eat ****
On the block with the street ****
Candy boy, I know you sweet, ****
Yeah, my ****, we eat ****
All these sweet ****, you's a treat, ****
Hang with goblin, yeah, trick or treat, ****
[Verse 3]
Stick him up, yeah, don't move ****
Givin' these **** the blues, ****
Yeah, yo ho wanna fuck on me
Yeah you hate it, you didn't have no clue, ****
You playin', I'll give you the blues, ****
Nothin' but blues, the clues, ****
Yo' mama find you on the news, ****
Slime still got the tool, ****
****, I bury **** like I bury straps
He talk about me in a fuckin' rap
You might wrap it up, your life a rap
(Your life a rap)
[Verse 4]
Yeah, your life a rap
You can catch me in the fuckin' trap
You can catch me in the fuckin' trap
Unlike other ****, I don't rap
Unlike other ****, I don't rap
****, I rap and I fuckin' trap
**** saran and I fuckin' wrap
**** be playin' and I fuckin' clap
**** be playin' and I chop your hand
**** be playin' and I mop your man
**** been trappin' since Chinaman
**** be playin' like pots and pans
In the kitchen, whipping pots and pans
Playing with this fuckin' cocaine
Fuckin' a brick like a dope man
[Verse 5]
**** got bricks, bricks on bricks
**** be choppin' up bricks, big bricks
**** want a brick, call cop this shit
****, you can get your dumbass remixed
Fuck with a country boy, trick his ass quick
Hundred damn P's, yeah, I got that shit
Never a fool when I send that shit
Yeah, I just be shippin' them packages
I just be trickin' out, I'm 'bout to package it
Runnin' off with ****' packages
[Verse 6]
In the house countin' up all these packages
Nothin' but these rackages
I got the rackages
Yeah, I gotta go have that shit
In the street, I'm a real savage, bitch
Yeah, they know I'm real savage, bitch
Yeah, I really be takin' shit
On the block, really shakin' shit
Get that money, gotta make it, bitch
Fuck a **** 'cause they hatin', bitch
I'm sellin' white cocaine
Yeah, real slated, bitch
Written by: Quantavious T. Thomas, Timothy Jordan Jenks
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