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PERFORMING ARTISTS
2KBABY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
2KBABY
Songwriter
Danny Hajj
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danny Hajj
Producer
Alan Passmore
Engineer
Halfspun
Producer
Lyrics
Danny, that's a big order
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm, yeah, yeah, mm
They gon' try to dub you when they catch you dreamin' (yeah)
If I tell you that I love you, then I really mean it (no)
Fell in love with drugs, every night was fiendin' (yeah)
Yeah, this shit straight out the mud, but you won't catch us leanin' (no)
She can't get my semen, but she might get some Neimans
Told me that she leaving 'cause she think I'm creepin'
Pull up in that Demon, hop out, and I'm reekin'
Bills on me, they peekin', tell 'em I don't need shit
What the fuck you know if you don't know about the struggle?
Most this shit I never wrote, this shit be comin' off the muzzle
Niggas, they be pussy, they don't ever wanna tussle
Call up gang, they bring the fully, either way, we got the muscle
This glizzy bust your bubble, they know I run my city
They ain't with me, then it's fuck 'em
In the Stingray, getting shitty
No, not 60, make it double
I put 50 in the Smitty and get litty, you in trouble
I better not hear no chuckles
They gon' try to dub you when they catch you dreamin' (yeah)
If I tell you that I love you, then I really mean it (no)
Fell in love with drugs, every night was fiendin' (yeah)
Yeah, this shit straight out the mud, but you won't catch us leanin' (no)
She can't get my semen, but she might get some Neimans
Told me that she leaving 'cause she think I'm creepin'
Pull up in that Demon, hop out, and I'm reekin'
Bills on me, they peekin', tell 'em I don't need shit
Tell 'em hold up, hold up
'Member when they ain't know us
Now we load up to show up, yeah
Nigga had to get his poles up
Now I'm glowed up, froze up, yeah
Out the South, throw my fours up
Nigga, so what? Show up, yeah
Thankin' God that I rose up
Just a year ago, I had no bucks, I gave no fucks, yeah
'Member callin' up the tow truck, now that Rolls truck, yeah
Choppa cut a nigga like a cold cut, pick your bro up, yeah
Lotta other bitches say they know us, man, they so nuts, yeah
They gon' try to dub you when they catch you dreamin' (yeah)
If I tell you that I love you, then I really mean it (no)
Fell in love with drugs, every night was fiendin' (yeah)
Yeah, this shit straight out the mud, but you won't catch us leanin' (no)
She can't get my semen, but she might get some Neimans
Told me that she leaving 'cause she think I'm creepin'
Pull up in that Demon, hop out, and I'm reekin'
Bills on me, they peekin', tell 'em I don't need shit
Writer(s): Christian Todd, David Passmore, Danny Hajj
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