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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Vocals
Bodo Beatz
Bodo Beatz
Programming
Karltin Bankz
Karltin Bankz
Programming
Londn Blue
Londn Blue
Programming
Uno Reyes
Uno Reyes
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter
Eli Haire
Eli Haire
Songwriter
Radford Breon Price
Radford Breon Price
Songwriter
Sterling Reynolds
Sterling Reynolds
Songwriter
Lukas Payne
Lukas Payne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bodo Beatz
Bodo Beatz
Producer
Uno Reyes
Uno Reyes
Producer
Londn Blue
Londn Blue
Producer
Karltin Bankz
Karltin Bankz
Producer
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Got it out the mud and I wasn't asking for a handout
Gangsta from the store, you piss me off, I knock your mans off
Bitch, I stand on business, when it's pressure, never ran off
Kept my felonies and DOC, I'll tell you what they can't ball
Bought stick after stick, I call blitz after blitz
Heard I dropped that bag, he call my people, he want cringy
Smoke up in the city, we grab drinks and make it fan out
Jump up in the crowd, don't touch my chain, might knock a fan out
Bitch, I found my stank, don't fuck my groove up
I get to trippin' on these drugs, don't fuck my mood up
Yeah, when I hit your city, put your tool up
Holla, who want smoke with me? I paint a **** burgundy
My granny told me, "Boy, you got some loose screws"
Lately, I been in my bag chasing blue blues
Disrespect me, then I let them fuckin' 2 move
These bitches tryna figure me out, these hoes Blue's Clues
My granny told me, "Boy, you got some loose screws"
Lately, I been in my bag chasing blue blues
Disrespect me, then I let them fuckin' 2 move
These bitches tryna figure me out, these hoes Blue's Clues
I been chillin' in this bitch, don't make it up tonight
I'm with them killers, say, "Osama, you brought your cutter, right?"
I see your bitch up in the crowd, I'm tryna fuck tonight
Say, lil' momma, can I squeeze it in your butt tonight?
You know, wearing them lil' heels will get you fucked, right?
You know wearin' that lil dress will get you touched, right?
I see your baby daddy lookin', don't start a club fight
Wait, tell that pussy ****, "Get his mug right"
Comin' through that crowd, I got that bag on me
You slangin' on, I'm slangin' on, I keep that strap on me
I'm throwin' fours up in your city, I'm from that raggety
I fucked that lil' hoe from the back, I got her screamin', "RIP" to G
My granny told me, "Boy, you got some loose screws"
Lately, I been in my bag chasing blue blues
Disrespect me, then I let them fuckin' 2 move
These bitches tryna figure me out, these hoes Blue's Clues
My granny told me, "Boy, you got some loose screws"
Lately, I been in my bag chasing blue blues
Disrespect me, then I let them fuckin' 2 move
These bitches tryna figure me out, these hoes Blue's Clues
Written by: Eli Haire, Frederick Givens II, Lukas Payne, Radford Breon Price, Sterling Reynolds
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