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Dreamville - LamboTruck ft. Cozz, Reason, Childish Major (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cozz
Cozz
Vocals
Childish Major
Childish Major
Vocals
REASON
REASON
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cody Osagie
Cody Osagie
Songwriter
Markus Randle
Markus Randle
Songwriter
Kalon Berry
Kalon Berry
Songwriter
Robert Lee Gill Jr
Robert Lee Gill Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kal Banx
Kal Banx
Producer
Juro "Mez" Davis
Juro "Mez" Davis
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Miguel Scott
Miguel Scott
Recording Engineer
Christian “Kidsilver” Sartwell
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ay, what's those?
You want these
You gotta have fees
Plus more, so much heat
You can't hold a lotta green
Kind that can't fold
[Verse 2]
What's those?
You want these
You gotta have fees
Plus more, so much heat
You can't hold a lotta green
Kind that can't fold
[Verse 3]
Oh yeah, lookin' great but feeling bummy
I just ate, but still I'm hungry
I got somethin', but I ain't nothin'
Brother tummy isn't chubby
Bills like nymphos, they keep comin'
Always somethin' somethin' somethin'
Copped some things, but I ain't fed
Dreams alive, my wallet big
Pockets been bleedin'
I got a reason to commit treason
But I'ma hit Reason to see what he think
About how he's been treated
At TDE, 'cause I done been schemin'
Schoolboy just dropped, give me the Q
I'm desperate enough to go do what it do
SZA done popped, ay, I got Dot
I heard Jay Rock has been movin' them units
Soul and Isaiah Rashad
Boy you **** really up at the top
Almost thought about poppin' the Glock
But a **** ain't stupid, and I ain't a shooter
But who really is until they provoked?
****, this hunger got me finna choke
Startin' to think that this isn't a joke
Gave us the liquor, I'm bringin' the smoke
I talked to Bas, we fiendin' for more
A **** done tried speakin' to Cole
He be too busy, but, he be the bro
Shit, fuck it, I know how it go
So if I can't get a response from my label
And get some more food on my table
We can turn this thing into a fable
And take what I Cain if I'm Abel
[Verse 4]
Ay, what's those?
You want these
You gotta have fees
Plus more, so much heat
You can't hold a lotta green
Kind that can't fold
[Verse 5]
What's those?
You want these
You gotta have fees
Plus more, so much heat
You can't hold a lotta green
Kind that can't fold
[Verse 6]
Yoi, yoi, woah
Top Dawg with some Dreamers
Can't believe it, you surprised, 'prised
I been on the same shit, gettin' brain
I'm such a wise guy
**** took shots plenty, South Park
Kenny, I don't die, die
I'm not just gon' slide on you, my ****
We gon' slide, slide
[Verse 7]
Made a living stayin' posted like I'm Diesel
This no sequel, this that third-time's-a-charm
And I been charming, Cozz been evil
You get clips, this hammer regal
Unexpected that your habits been affected
So ill, these words infectious
Yeah, I don't do hoe shit
**** so hopeless
I been on pro shit
This West Coast shit
We don't negotiate with roaches
I keep it playa, never need coaches
Never need towels, no teammates
Drink some Jamie, I can't see straight
Cheese like Green Bay, Roger that
New West ****, me and Cozz been that
Good weed bring a **** asthma back
Gettin' good bread, got my wallet stacked
Lately been spinnin' like a laundromat
Lately I been seein' all kinds of black
Wait, look, I'm lyin', look, Cozz
Look, I done been broke too long
**** bills too long, can't hide that, ****
Cole just pulled up in a Lamborghini truck
On the homies and God, we should rob that ****
(Rob that ****?)
Yeah, rob that ****
[Verse 8]
Look, rob my ****
You could try, but Cole ain't a thot, my ****
[Verse 9]
Wait, Cozz, I ain't sayin' he a thot, my ****
Look, let me explain
We could tie Habeeb up
Throw him in the back of a Lamborghini truck
Cole do somethin', we can let a Glock squeeze up
[Verse 10]
Wait, chill, ease up
I ain't really tryna get involve, my ****
Look, we ain't got the same father or mother
But that's my brother
Can't cross my ****
[Verse 11]
Shit, well, I'm Top Dawg, my ****
So I ain't gotta pay a cost, my ****
[Verse 12]
Your loss, my ****
Just don't off that ****
[Verse 13]
Shit, fuck it, I'll stop
Look, let's make a deal
While I go and rob Cole, you go and rob Top
[Verse 14]
Cool
[Verse 15]
Picture me havin' what they told me I should have
I been livin' off some scraps
I done sold a couple packs
I been smokin' potent, sippin' slow
Fuck you think I'm in it for?
I'm just tryna make a bag
I'll be damned if I ain't make a bag
Thinkin' slow, livin' fast
Nice guys finish last
West Coast, gettin' cash
**** think they ballin', they done made a couple wads
Just a couple West ****, we gon show you how to rock
Written by: Cody Osagie, Juro Davis, Kal Banks, Kalon Berry, Markus Randle, Robert Gill Jr
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