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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Leon
Eric Leon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Leon Palestrini
Eric Leon Palestrini
Composer
Jeffrey Cross Jr
Jeffrey Cross Jr
Composer
Andre Christopher Lyon
Andre Christopher Lyon
Composer
Marcello Valenzano
Marcello Valenzano
Composer
Ted Kay
Ted Kay
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeffrey “Caspa” Cross
Producer
Cool
Cool
Co-Producer
Dre
Dre
Co-Producer
Nahaff “Nex” Exceus
Assistant Recording Engineer
Will Quinnell
Will Quinnell
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh
Yuh, last night I got so drunk I could not walk, aye
Ooh
Yeah that’s CASPER on the beat
Last night I got so drunk that I could not walk, aye
Woke up, I got so high that I could not talk , aye (yuh)
Mama, she don’t like it, she said “knock it off” , aye
And the whip come wit the top
I had to knock it off, aye, yuh
Spend a bag in Gucci, do that on a off day
Told my doc I need some syrup, I think I got a cough, aye
My homie on the block, and he stay slangin’ sof yay
Put that perky in the Sprite, now I can barely talk straight
I said “motherfuck the system, tryna take my dawg away”
Bitch, I ball like Hardaway
Livin’ good, seen harder days
I know people talkin down but I don’t hear a thing they say, yuh
Life done gave me lemons, I make bussin’ lemonade
She a lil older than me, but that’s okay wit me
I know she was trippin’ right when she asked to stay wit me
I ain’t got no time for no hoes, who tryna play wit me
I ain’t got no time for no hoes, who tryna play wit me
Ooh, yeah, headshot
Ooh, yeah, good aim
Ooh, yeah, headshot
Ooh, yeah, good brain
Ooh, yeah, headshot
Ooh, yeah, good aim
Ooh, yeah, headshot
That lil bitch got a good brain
Last night I got so drunk I couldn’t walk, aye
W-w-woke up, I got so high that I could not talk , aye (yuh)
Mama, she don’t like it, she said “knock it off” , aye
And the whip come wit the top
I had to knock it off, aye, yuh
I’d be buzzin’ so hard, think I need some Off spray
Cookin’ shit like Salt Bae, out the park like Fenway
And I’m drippin’ always, put that pack on interstate
I can go and blow your rent on new designer any day, yeah
Who is that lil white boy, he drippin’, he goin’ crazy, ooh
I can’t get away from yo’ bitch, she stickin’ like crazy glue
She just wanna bang on my line, but im a player too
No, I can’t be wastin’ my time (I gotta make a move)
She a lil older than me, but that’s okay wit me
I know she was trippin’ right when she asked to stay with me
I ain’t got no time for no hoes, who tryna play wit me
I ain’t got no time for no hoe, who tryna play wit me
Ooh, yeah, headshot
Ooh, yeah, good aim
Ooh, yeah, headshot
Ooh, yeah, good brain
Ooh, yeah, headshot
Ooh, yeah, good aim
Ooh, yeah, headshot
That lil bitch got a good brain
That lil bitch got a good brain
That lil bitch got a good brain
Written by: Andre Christopher Lyon, Eric Leon Palestrini, Jeffrey Cross Jr, Marcello Valenzano, Ted Kay
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