Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blueface
Vocals
YBN Nahmir
Vocals
Lowthegreat
Programming
Mike Crook
Programming
Low the Great
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnathan Michael Porter
Composer
Nicholas Simmons
Composer
Michael Louis Crook
Composer
Deangelo Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lowthegreat
Producer
Mike Crook
Producer
Steve "Steve B" Baughman
Mastering Engineer
Mauricio Iragorri
Mastering Engineer
Low the Great
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Blueface baby
Yeah, aight
Its hard to dance with 2 diccs, bitch, I boogie
[Verse 2]
Its hard to dance with 2 diccs, bitch, I boogie
Let a **** trip, I go maniac to boogie
All black hoodie, Glocks sing like A Boogie
Big Mac, boy, this bitch this spit loogies
[Verse 3]
Its hard to dance with 2 diccs, bitch, I boogie
Let a **** trip, I go maniac to boogie
All black hoodie, Glocks sing like A Boogie
Big Mac, boy, this bitch this spit loogies
[Verse 4]
Yeah aight, this mac spittin loogies
Famous Crip, gotta keep 2 diccs in my trues
Never lackin you **** naked like a hoochie
I keep a dicc for a glocc and groupie
**** want beef I leave more shells than Lucci
It's hard to dance with 2 diccs bitch, I boogie
My glock hate **** in hoodies, George Zimmeman
You reach this glock, teach lessons like a punishment
Finish him
Mc Hammer on me, make him do the Running Man
Rich Crip, still slide with a hunnid bands
Bitch, Im really up
Im not crazy baby, I just don't give a fuck
[Verse 5]
Its hard to dance with 2 diccs, bitch, I boogie
Let a **** trip, I go maniac to boogie
All black hoodie, Glocks sing like A Boogie
Big Mac, boy, this bitch this spit loogies
[Verse 6]
Its hard to dance with 2 diccs, bitch, I boogie
Let a **** trip, I go maniac to boogie
All black hoodie, Glocks sing like A Boogie
Big Mac, boy, this bitch this spit loogies
[Verse 7]
Yup, these **** know what time it is
40 on me if you wanna trip I'ma go use it
Stop playin, I'm on that bullshit with opposite
Pull up, spark something, mac down, ain't no competition
Mines on me up the blower it if you get to walkin down
Took 'em back to preschool, they done chalked him out
Ain't no gun stuffed in this MCM backpack
Bitches be ducks, I had to call my **** Aflack
Flew to some houses with my **** then I came up
Outside gettin the dough, you better keep your chain tucked
I'm probably posted in your set trippin with my lil' cuz
Leave a pussy in the sky when I really let that thing bust
[Verse 8]
Its hard to dance with 2 diccs, bitch, I boogie
Let a **** trip, I go maniac to boogie
All black hoodie, Glocks sing like A Boogie
Big Mac, boy, this bitch this spit loogies
[Verse 9]
Its hard to dance with 2 diccs, bitch, I boogie
Let a **** trip, I go maniac to boogie
All black hoodie, Glocks sing like A Boogie
Big Mac, boy, this bitch this spit loogies
Written by: Deangelo Smith, Johnathan Michael Porter, Michael Louis Crook, Nicholas Simmons, Spenser Jordan Anderson