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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaiah Rashad
Isaiah Rashad
Vocals
Jay Rock
Jay Rock
Vocals
Jay Worthy
Jay Worthy
Vocals
Amindi
Amindi
Vocals
Devin Malik
Devin Malik
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny McKinzie
Johnny McKinzie
Songwriter
Devin Williams
Devin Williams
Songwriter
Isaiah Rashad
Isaiah Rashad
Songwriter
Jeffrey James Sidhoo
Jeffrey James Sidhoo
Songwriter
Kelvin Wooten
Kelvin Wooten
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Johnny Winik
Johnny Winik
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony Tiffith
Anthony Tiffith
Executive Producer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Wu10
Wu10
Producer
Henry Was
Henry Was
Recording Engineer
Honda Carter
Honda Carter
Recording Engineer
Aaron Booe
Aaron Booe
Sound Design
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Sound Design
James Hunt
James Hunt
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Imagine what a hundred gon' be on your wrist
It's imaginable
Yeah, uh-huh
It's on, bitch (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Why ya tryna break my heart, why ya tryna infiltrate my mind?
Yeah, lights on in the crib, ice all on my bitch
Yeah, nicer than I feel, darker than the feel
Yeah, ice all on my kids, lights out in the crib
Bitch, it's the magic one, uh-huh, don't lose me in your ribs
It's the nasty one, huh, she feel fantabulous
I got, what you askin' for
Smoking on a few yesterday, huh
What am I to do with her today, huh?
Big dawg, chewin' on the face, huh
Bonafide and a dedication
Smokin' on a few yesterday, huh
Please don't kill my night out, please don't kill nobody up in here
Yeah, floating outta body, I appear (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Don't jump off the ledge, stacking chips
Smoking on a few yesterday, huh
[Chorus]
I'm giving what I got until it ain't me, mane
My brother was my partner, died like last night week, mane
Can't make it to Atlantis on a jet ski, mane
Tried leaning on my partners (Yeah, hey)
My brother goin' corporate, he was pitching that raw
Our daddy copped an eighth, he wasn't workin' at all
Smoking on a few yesterday, huh
[Verse 2]
I'm giving what I got until it ain't me, mane
My brother was my partner, died like last night week, mane
Can't make it to Atlantis on a jet ski, mane
Tried leaning on my partners (Yeah, yeah)
My brother goin' corporate, he was pitching that raw
Our daddy copped an eighth, he wasn't workin' at all (Haha, yeah)
Smoking on a few yesterday, huh
[Verse 3]
Now this that flavor, huh? This your favorite, huh?
She say that I'm her baby, huh? You notice her behavior switch?
You don't hit harder than me, you soft as some baby shit
Gimme this, gimme that, gimme, he never gave me shit
Why you bagging that? You got a bitch, that's hustle and flow
Choppas on top of choppas, that bank right in front of your house
Boy, you just running your mouth, cap, you looking for clout, shoe fit
Where them motherfuckers? You walking 'em out, stat
I'm the east-iest, they know I charge a fee for this
If I was down before this verse, then I'm back on my feet with this
Zay, we gotta eat with this, still hungry, they peeping it
Clean the plate off immediately and completely, we ain't leaving shit
I know they can't believe it, I'm bleedin' it, slidin', leanin' 'em
Gotta beat the odds, no surprise till we even it
Top Dawg alumni with it, huh
Saint Bernard with it, bark low, but the bite vicious
[Verse 4]
Been through the hood the other day, ayy
I ran into my older brother Dre, say
He told me keep that toolie on your waist, bang
He know I do it, do it for the gang, gang
Pull up on my **** with the drank, drank
AP on my wrist a hunnid K, K
We pour up in the set every day, day
Then I fly to Tenakee and I hit Zay, Zay
Fuck around, bitch, I do it like a G, though
Getting off this weight like it's keto
Beast mode, I'm still selling grams for a P note
Streets know, westside **** got the cheat code
[Chorus]
I'm giving what I got until it ain't me, mane
My brother was my partner, died like last night week, mane
Can't make it to Atlantis on a jet ski, mane
Tried leaning on my partners (Yeah, hey)
My brother goin' corporate, he was pitching that raw
Our daddy copped an eighth, he wasn't workin' at all (Haha, yeah)
Smoking on a few yesterday, huh
[Verse 5]
I'm giving what I got until it ain't me, mane
My brother was my partner, died like last night week, mane
Can't make it to Atlantis on a jet ski, mane
Tried leaning on my partners (Yeah, hey)
My brother goin' corporate, he was pitching that raw
Our daddy copped an eighth, he wasn't workin' at all (Haha, yeah)
Smoking on a few yesterday, huh
Written by: D. Williams, I. McClain, J Sidhoo, Johnny McKinzie, K. Wooten
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