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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
FN DaDealer
FN DaDealer
Vocals
Yak Gotti
Yak Gotti
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chandler Durham
Chandler Durham
Composer
Deamonte Kendrick
Deamonte Kendrick
Lyrics
Jakobe Moody
Jakobe Moody
Lyrics
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aresh Banaji
Aresh Banaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
A.'Bainz' Bains
A.'Bainz' Bains
Mixing Engineer
Turbo
Turbo
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
(Makers)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tip toe, YSL, lil' bitch, we loaded, yeah
Tip coated, ooh
(Run it back, Turbo)
[Chorus]
Yeah, **** know we drop explosions (Boom)
Kill a **** quiet, no commotions (Shh)
Really rich with no promotion (Really rich)
YSL, lil' bitch, we loaded (Slatt)
Vibe with some views of the ocean (Vibes)
Drivin' the coupe like it's stolen (Skrrt)
East to the west, I'm just coastin' (Just coastin')
Ease all the stress with the potion (Slatt)
[Verse 1]
With my dog, yeah, we shared the same Glock (The same Glock)
If you my dog, then we got the same opps (The same opps)
Get you stabbed in your shit for a Green Dot (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, anybody get it, I'm a menace in my city (Ayy)
Maybach truck ride slow, I didn't feel the speed bump (Nah)
Pull that press down, he get squeezed like Capri-Sun (Press)
Yeah, street sweeper sweepin', I sweep for no reason (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Yeah, bitch, for no reason
Built like a rock like I'm starting from Bleveland (Rock side)
They accused me for a body, I beat it (Uh)
Summertime walk with the function the blicky
I am the biggest, the opp in the city (Opp in the)
Opp in your ear and they gon' plot cause I'm richer (Slatt)
Your big homie blow, he ain't even got a Richard (Slatt)
Since a jit, gettin' his shit on
Got popped with that stick in
And he walk with the shitbag, I think he a shitter (Slatt)
[Chorus]
Yeah, **** know we drop explosions (Boom)
Kill a **** quiet, no commotions (Shh)
Really rich with no promotion (Really rich)
YSL, lil' bitch, we loaded (Slatt)
Vibe with some views of the ocean (Vibes)
Drivin' the coupe like it's stolen (Skrrt)
East to the west, I'm just coastin' (Just coastin', yeah)
Ease all the stress with the potion (Let's do it)
[Verse 2]
I'm not myself when I'm sober
Come through with sticks and we makin' commotion
I'm with a chick and she bendin' it over
Spend a thousand on kicks, it don't matter, I'm loaded
Bitch, I'm the shit, I used to sit on the bench, got that ball and I turnt into Kobe
How you hit a brick and you still get a trophy?
Look at my wrist, how it glist', that's a Rollie
I know she know once I hit it, it's over, I quit it
Extended mag Glizzy, I'm shootin' 'til it's empty (Boom)
I'm walkin' 'round, twenty bands in my britches
I look like a lick, know it's tempting
Heard he got popped, we ain't showin' no sympathy
We catch a opp, we step on him, literally
I need a mop, I'm drippin' like literally
I'm at the top, give a fuck if you offendin' me
She wanna show that she diggin' me
[Chorus]
Yeah, **** know we drop explosions (Boom)
Kill a **** quiet, no commotions (Shh)
Really rich with no promotion (Really rich)
YSL, lil' bitch, we loaded (Slatt)
Vibe with some views of the ocean (Vibes)
Drivin' the coupe like it's stolen (Skrrt)
East to the west, I'm just coastin' (Just coastin')
Ease all the stress with the potions (Ease)
Written by: Chandler Durham, Deamonte Kendrick, Jakobe Moody, Sergio Kitchens
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