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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
Vocals
Babyface Ray
Vocals
FOREVEROLLING
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Stone III
Songwriter
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lynn Jones
Songwriter
Enrico Giannini
Songwriter
Royce Monroe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EST Gee
Recording Engineer
FOREVEROLLING
Producer
Royce Monroe
Mixing Engineer
Don Cannon
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Make it real uncomfortable for ****
Think they gon' go out and shit
**** can't move
**** can't move
Better stay in tonight
[Verse 2]
And I still walk around the island like the mayor
Murked me a gas ****, we got all flavors
{Ridin'} with a acre and grass color full
Sold more kicks than goat and I ain't talkin' 'bout the shoes
Half of them gettin' drove, half gettin' flewed
I'ma boss not a goon, in the loft gettin' chewed
{I'ma shoot,} in-box blue, it ain't nude
Sweatin' in the low, girl say that it ain't bloom
He trippin', she sent nudes but he see me and act cool
I don't lose, I don't tussle, she sucked it, I ain't fuck her
I'ma vet and I ain't tuckin'
Caught a dancin' ass **** out clubbin'
Hit him with a couple, I'm the boss and the muscle, {you a bum}
Blood {said} he want a free dub, rockin' {chromes}
Signed to the street way before I had the plug
{The coldest, I'll} show you how to make and shake the bugs
Switches on them glizzies, ain't no way that they can run
Real plug in my label, meetings with a gun
Baby girl in love, she just wanna fuck a thug
[Verse 3]
Yeah
Young drug dealer with a rap **** dream
Shirt off, ridin' in the don, smokin' weed
Young drug dealer, just some dawg and a dream
Take yo shirt off for me baby, let me see
Real drug dealer, I'm a rap ****'s dream
Young drug dealer, just some raw and some fiends
Young drug dealer got it all, what you need?
Real {plug} ****, I'm a rap ****'s dream
[Verse 4]
I'm like fuck ****, stand alone, what you mean?
I'm online with the plug, what you need?
I'm Miami top speed, ****, you ain't got these
We get 50 for the thirties that's why we don't pop these
Toss her 'round the drop then I made her drop me
I told her, "Sit in front", I left the baggage on the scene
Fuck it, diamond HD you can see it if I took it
New Ameri jeans, I just bought 'em just to stuff 'em
I might be {awake, see bands} gold like butter
**** gon' need corona mask for this puppy
500 yams to my mans, he in Kentucky
I just spent a bag for a bag, Louis luggage
**** take yo bitch, it's me and Douglas
Mansion in the hills, turnin' up, she think she clubbin'
Hood ****, I'm on Rodeo still clutchin'
Organized crime in LA, still crutchin'
Still ****
Written by: Enrico Giannini, George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones, Marcellus Register