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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ramirez
Vocals
Pouya
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivan Ramirez
Songwriter
Kevin Pouya
Songwriter
William Thompsen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Milkcrate
Producer
Lyrics
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Bring out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
Your life is nothing, really I'll be doing you a favor
Pistols on my hip, I feel like I'm the Tomb Raider
Yeah, grave digger, cold killer, fo' realer
I got dead friends and dead beat
Bitches tryin' be with me daily
Save me the foreplay, play with my foreskin
But Rami stick it up in yo' ass
Can we switch sides, switch your legs and swing it back?
Yeah, I know where you live, I know what you drive
I know where you run, I see where you hide
Fuck boy gon' lose his time if I lose my mind
Baby Bone won't do no talkin' when it's time to ride, yeah, yeah
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that shit back outta my nose
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that shit back outta my nose
Pull up and I'm talkin' shit
Baby Bone and Rami comin' through servin' your bitch some dick
Drop the top up in my Chevy
Newport hangin' on my lid, now watch me slide
Throw it back and bend it over while I break you from behind
You can slime or you get slime
Better keep the .9 by the waistline
Bust some slugs and send that joke to the ER with a flat line
You can count the spokes all on my rims but don't you touch mine
The fresh coat and that jelly paint bouncin' off of the sunshine
Swervin' in my cuddy, sippin' syrup with the best of them
Teflon on his chest but these hollow tips don't be stressin' it
Skrrtin' from the scene, then make sure I don't leave no evidence
Prayin' to your God but these bullets comin', it's heaven sent
Bitch
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that shit back outta my nose
Written by: Ivan Ramirez, Kevin Pouya, William Thompsen