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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wesson Desir
Wesson Desir
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wesson Desir
Wesson Desir
Composer
Kelvin Wooten
Kelvin Wooten
Lyrics
Nathaniel Riley Thomas
Nathaniel Riley Thomas
Composer
Bijan Amir
Bijan Amir
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wu10
Wu10
Producer
Unfit Kings
Unfit Kings
Producer
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Mixing Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Damn, it's hot as a bitch in here, I'm sweatin'
Time is it, fuckin one, one AM, shit
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I just be rollin' with punches
Life throwin' blows, gotta love all the lunges
Fuck with when she do that tongue shit
Swallow my semen, turn me into sunk ship
You can't believe all assumptions
Made in your head that your ass start to run with
And you keep on runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
Eventually gon' trip
[Verse 3]
I'm beatin' this shit from the back while I'm grippin' that neck
Like with all due respect, mmm
Lied to her parents, said she was stayin' at her lil' ugly friend crib
I'm leavin' my mark and prints all on her flesh
Hope her ass don't get caught up red anded
Shorty might die of embarrassment  then they'll try to reach me
But I'm out the country gone on some Paris trip
[Verse 4]
They need some Wesson drops on the world tour
They askin' for acts of a terrorist
Fitted with desert hats, this ain't cult couture
I look like a true American
I light a firework like it's for the fourth
EU size forty four, ew, sneaker game grotesque
Rock the fusion Margiela's  on marble floors
[Verse 5]
Bullet holed Sprinter van sound like a
Goin', I'm the real dirty Dan
Derringer goin'
Damn, captain ??? got his bands
Silly boy rockin' silicone on his neck
Thumbs diggin' in my temp
Hands out goin'
[Verse 6]
Bullet holed Sprinter van sound like a
Goin', I'm the real dirty Dan
Derringer goin'
Damn, captain ??? got his bands
Silly boy rockin' silicone on his neck
Thumbs diggin' in my temp
Hands out goin'
[Verse 7]
Yeah, do what thou must, do what thou will
Don't shed a tear when that milk gettin' spilt
You thought she was wholesome, she is a ho
Your girl fallin' back 'cause she drownin' in guilt
He started a brand, tryna expand
Found local models and drown 'em in guilt
And if it ain't 'bout a check it ain't 'bout a check
Don't hit me 'bout no goddamn linkin' and buildin'
Diamonds is wet, look at my silhouette
Right by my chest like some shit is spillin'
In a spam of some months I ran it up
I made a stairway to Heavens, gold ceiling
Midas, my touch, gold out of dust
Whole lot of fuckery, man, this shit is brilliant
[Verse 8]
She pretty as a pistol, I keep perpendicular to my dick
Figure I was really up for grabs, you ended up playin' Russian roulette
Could be Nevada's daughter the way that she work her wrist
Just to take a risk, please
I love a chic shorty but get weak in the knees for a basic bitch
Uh, I love a twin, turn her on and hell kitty finna race this bitch
You shorty been fertile, she abortin', she don't wanna raise your kid
You hoppin' thick hurdles livin' check to check
Don't wanna change the shit
You could just stay a simp
I'd rather play to win, go right on
[Verse 9]
Bullet holed Sprinter van sound like a
Goin', I'm the real dirty Dan
Derringer goin'
Damn, captain ??? got his bands
Silly boy rockin' silicone on his neck
Thumbs diggin' in my temp
Hands out goin'
[Verse 10]
Bullet holed Sprinter van sound like a
Goin', I'm the real dirty Dan
Derringer goin'
Damn, captain ??? got his bands
Silly boy rockin' silicone on his neck
Thumbs diggin' in my temp
Hands out goin'
Written by: Bijan Amir, Kelvin Wooten, Nathaniel Riley Thomas, Wesson Desir
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