Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lud Foe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Parham
Songwriter
Spank
Songwriter
Willie Akins
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Drum Dealers)
(Bitch, bitch, bitch)
(Spvnk on the beat)
[Verse 2]
I'm a drug dealer and a fuckin' drug buyer
You want smoke, go ahead and start a fuckin' fire
Got your lil' bitch on her knees, she's a satisfier
Hellcat got my new Pirellis on fire
[Verse 3]
Pussy ****, race me for your title
****, didn't you get the message? All my prices higher
Put a bounty on your head, murder for hire
You look like the type of **** that'd wear a wire
[Verse 4]
Pretty penny for this Fendi, bitch, these ain't no Mikes
Stomp the motor out my hemi flashin' through the red light
Pulled a high-speed on the jakes soon as they hit the lights
They couldn't even get the plates, I ain't nowhere in sight
[Verse 5]
My dick fuck on immigrants, I hang with chemists
My hoes get allowances, I fuck 'em with confidence
Old-school on twenty-eights, it got the finer face
Bitch, I'm worth two bricks of yay, that's what these diamonds say
Bitch, I'm rich and arrogant, I'm so magnificent
'Member I ain't have fifty cent, I used to penny pinch
Now I'm ballin' like a bitch, you're sittin' on the bench
Give two fucks what you used to do, 'cause that's the past tense
[Verse 6]
I'm a drug dealer and a fuckin' drug buyer
You want smoke, go ahead and start a fuckin' fire
Got your lil' bitch on her knees, she's a satisfier
Hellcat got my new Pirellis on fire
[Verse 7]
Pussy ****, race me for your title
****, didn't you get the message? All my prices higher
Put a bounty on your head, murder for hire
You look like the type of **** that'd wear a wire
[Verse 8]
Fuck **** play pussy, get wet the fuck up
I got these rap **** prayin' that I let the fuck up
My 41 millimeter is baguette the fuck up
I stick a bad bitch on you, you get set the fuck up
[Verse 9]
Touchy-touch your bitch, a perv, she gettin' on my nerves
I'm gettin' money, but I grew up with killers, and I still get the urge
Chew my dick like gummy worms, she's a fuckin' bird
We double-back to see who hit, the victim on the curb
[Verse 10]
Kush reekin' in my denim, bitch, I couldn't even get the send-off
Let the cognac get you killed, ****, go ahead and get sent off
Pass out on dope so strong 'cause I hit it with the fentanyl
Rims so big, car so tall, I can barely even see y'all
[Verse 11]
I'm a drug dealer and a fuckin' drug buyer
You want smoke, go ahead and start a fuckin' fire
Got your lil' bitch on her knees, she's a satisfier
Hellcat got my new Pirellis on fire
[Verse 12]
Pussy ****, race me for your title
****, didn't you get the message? All my prices higher
Put a bounty on your head, murder for hire
You look like the type of **** that'd wear a wire
Written by: Charlie Parham, Spank, Willie Akins