Top Songs By Blacc Zacc
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blacc Zacc
Performer
DaBaby
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Petersen
Composer
Zachary Chapman
Composer
Jonathan Kirk
Composer
Terence Williams
Composer
Leon Krol
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LNK
Producer
Mario Petersen
Producer
Romano
Producer
Arieas Lee
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Vega
Recording Engineer
Glenn A Tabor III
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bang, ****, throw your gang up, I'm insane, ****
Lame ****, you ain't cut like us, you can't hang, ****
Rain, ****, choppa hit your block, let it sang, ****
Get some stain, ****
Bang, ****, if a **** buck, bust his motherfuckin' brains
My youngin' got the flame, he'll kill ya for a chain
These **** Eddie Kane, they be actin', it's a shame
If you don't give a fuck, throw it up, ****, bang
[Verse 2]
Big Crip, I'm a big Crip, crackin' big shit
23rd back to 21st, that's the same shit
NFL, I can send the blitz, ****, get him hit
NBA, shootin' out the gate, Steph Curry wrist
[Verse 3]
Oh, shit, I got sixty pointers on my wrist like I'm Nip
And you can ask around, I got my neighborhood rich
I'm rollin' up my opp, I let my youngin' take a hit
I never gave a fuck, this money ain't changin' shit
Still I'll bust your brains, money ain't change a thing
I don't pop no Percs, I pop a **** for my pain
Welcome to the zoo, all my ****, they untamed
I ain't spare you, hit 'em point blank range
[Verse 4]
****, throw your gang up, I'm insane, ****
Lame ****, you ain't cut like us, you can't hang, ****
Rain, ****, choppa hit your block, let it sang, ****
Get some stain, ****
Bang, ****, if a **** buck, bust his motherfuckin' brains
My youngin' got the flame, he'll kill ya for a chain
These **** Eddie Kane, they be actin', it's a shame
If you don't give a fuck, throw it up, ****, bang
[Verse 5]
I don't give a fuck, they fuckin' love it
I just sent my new ho to the gun store, had to up the budget
I got in with .45 and a .40 on me, I'm clutchin', clutchin'
Used to ask my name, I gave 'em an alias 'cause I was up to something
I can't name a **** that's hittin' the way Baby hittin'
He a monster, monster, yeah
And I can't make a play 'cause now I'm a famous ****
Give my brother them numbers
Like the way for the droughty, flood, swim (Bitch) I'm uppin' the number
If I turn on my throwaway phone, it's gon' ring
So I'm turnin' it off when I'm tourin'
If I don't bring the food to the family
Somebody tell me who responsible for 'em?
Could've laid on the beach in Miami and still went to Cali
To grab me a few
And you **** ain't cut like I'm cut
You don't know what a trip out to Cali would do
I'll whip out a five on a ****
And show a **** what this blamer'll do
All you gon' hear is
[Verse 6]
Bang, ****, throw your gang up, I'm insane, ****
Lame ****, you ain't cut like us, you can't hang, ****
Rain, ****, choppa hit your block, let it sang, ****
Get some stain, ****
Bang, ****, if a **** buck, bust his motherfuckin' brains
My youngin' got the flame, he'll kill ya for a chain
These **** Eddie Kane, they be actin', it's a shame
If you don't give a fuck, throw it up, ****, bang
Written by: Jonathan Kirk, Leon Krol, Mario Petersen, Terence Williams, Zachary Chapman