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PERFORMING ARTISTS
D. Savage
D. Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan McCord
Dylan McCord
Songwriter
Ethan Rodd
Ethan Rodd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EQ Made It
EQ Made It
Producer
Paul "Echo" Irizarry
Paul "Echo" Irizarry
Mixing Engineer
Marc Starks
Marc Starks
Recording Engineer
Mario Lyte
Mario Lyte
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I'ma pop this pill, I'ma pop this pill I'ma pop, I'ma pop I'ma pop, I'ma pop I'ma pop this pill I'ma pop this pill, I'ma pop this pill I'ma pop, I'ma pop Lean on the racks I'ma pop I'ma pop this pill Yeah, uh I just seen the opps, finna pop 'em like a pill MONY POWR RSPT, boy, this shit too real Bitch, I'm in the trap beating pots with a deal Got a new pint, finna crack me a seal Everywhere I go gotta keep me a steel Yeah, I'm too high, finna crash, take the wheel Uh, everywhere that I go, gotta keep a Draco Shoot it if I say so (I'ma pop) I get them bags in for the low (I'ma pop) I got a freak bitch, touch your toes (Lean on the racks) If I go broke I'm kicking down doors (I'ma pop) Tell them niggas lay low Yeah, it's 3 a.m, why you calling? Uh 'Cause a young nigga keep on ballin', yeah And you know I got a stick in the party, yeah Got a strap and it's velcroed on me, yeah Gas, lean, on me Choppa folds on me Young nigga shit in the stu, when I'm cooking up Niggas ain't fucking with the mob, ain't good enough Pull up to the strip club and I'm finna fuck it up (Yeah) Big racks on me, with a big Glock 40 Talking that tough shit, gotta show me Busting the brick down with the homies Kick in your door if a nigga owe me Yeah, uh I just seen the opps, finna pop 'em like a pill MONY POWR RSPT, boy, this shit too real Bitch, I'm in the trap beating pots with a deal Got a new pint, finna crack me a seal Everywhere I go gotta keep me a steel Yeah, I'm too high, finna crash, take the wheel Uh, everywhere that I go, gotta keep a Draco Shoot it if I say so I get them bags in for the low I got a freak bitch, touch your toes If I go broke I'm kicking down doors Tell them niggas lay low (Yeah) Uh, I'm twerkin' my wrist when I mix it, uh I'm flexin' like I'm at the finish, yeah And bitch, I'm a menace like Dennis, uh I told her, "Hold up, let me finish", ayy I'm workin' like I'm independent, uh Twenty thousand for the pendant You think that it's easy? It's not, uh Pullin' up in a new drop (Drop) These niggas be cappin' a lot Pull out that (Brrrt), bodies gon' drop Who's talkin' 'bout knots? I got a lot Needin' some crack? It's 'bout to drop I got some (Brrrt), it's 'bout to lock Kick in yo door, all in yo spot Yeah, uh I just seen the opps, finna pop 'em like a pill MONY POWR RSPT, boy, this shit too real Bitch, I'm in the trap beating pots with a deal Got a new pint, finna crack me a seal Everywhere I go gotta keep me a steel Yeah, I'm too high, finna crash, take the wheel Uh, everywhere that I go, gotta keep a Draco Shoot it if I say so I get them bags in for the low I got a freak bitch, touch your toes If I go broke I'm kicking down doors Tell them niggas lay low (Pop)
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