Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dax
Dax
Vocals
Merkules
Merkules
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Stevenson
Cole Stevenson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Merkules
Merkules
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Dax, what up, my G?
Been a long time comin'
[Verse 2]
I turn around and see they followin' my footsteps
Labels callin', I'm the one they wanna look at
Twenty K a show, any less, don't book that
If they want beef, I'ma cook that
Last time, I was on my way down
Now, I'm on my way up, it's different
They won't even look me in the face now
I'm gettin' money, tryna keep my distance
[Verse 3]
I'm not these other guys
You should know otherwise
You must be fuckin' high
Thinkin' you touchin' mine
Pull up outside with the heat like it's summertime
Hundred round drum turn your crew into butterflies
[Verse 4]
Take the track and I burn it to smithereens
Got a purpose, it was a dream to be murderin' on the scene
Turn the verse into gasoline, murder curtains down at the seams
If you need that work, you purchase it off of me
The Men in Black, me and Dax came to kill 'em
We're like cats eatin' kibble, no, I can't keep it civil
Throw some crack on the track, kick back, let it sizzle, yeah
We came to make it rain, 'cause you can't make it drizzle
I'm just bein' honest, I'm a man of my word
And y'all are Hannah Montana, you ain't had it like Merk
I'm livin' double XL, like the tag on my shirt
And if you comin' at us, you'd better strategize first, muhfucka
[Verse 5]
We makin' too much noise, they can't ignore us, no
Chopper singin' out the window of the tour bus, yeah
We ain't comin' down, we too high up
Don't try us, we settin' shit on fire now
We makin' too much noise, they can't ignore us, no
Chopper singin' out the window of the tour bus, yeah
We ain't comin' down, we too high up
Don't try us, we settin' shit on fire now
[Verse 6]
Uh, I got a lotta people waitin' on the downfall
These **** trash, I picked it up like a ground-ball
Now ball, way that I'm drippin', what when I sound off
Count on bitches with titties gettin' they bounce on
Slim, thick, skinny, cute with your fat ass
No cap, you can get work like I skip class
Rip ass, bitch, I'm the shit, like pass gas
Rotate, drop, dip, and twerk fast
[Verse 7]
Who you think that you dealin' with when we roll through?
I'm the sickest, my ****, yeah, this a cold flu
Swear I'm one of the greatest, that's what I told you
Kameha, do flips like I'm Goku
I be good for the soul like soul food
Make you forget your past, the old you
You should hop on the wave, and don't you
Ever say old boy, Dax, didn't warn you
[Verse 8]
This is not a game, this is not a test
This is not a drill, there is no arrest
Done face by the game, got it on my neck
From the 613, got it on my chest
All you **** lames, all you **** frauds
Yeah, you hot right now, but you finna cool off
I'ma stunt with the gang till the wheels fall off
Made that, go, it's Dax
[Verse 9]
We makin' too much noise, they can't ignore us, no
Chopper singin' out the window of the tour bus, yeah
We ain't comin' down, we too high up
Don't try us, we settin' shit on fire now
We makin' too much noise, they can't ignore us, no
Chopper singin' out the window of the tour bus, yeah
We ain't comin' down, we too high up
Don't try us, we settin' shit on fire now
Written by: Cole Stevenson, Daniel Nwosu, Stevenson Corbett
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