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PERFORMING ARTISTS
yvngxchris
yvngxchris
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Williams
Christian Williams
Lyrics
Harrison Leyva
Harrison Leyva
Composer
Daniel Masajada
Daniel Masajada
Composer
Brandon Christopher McCartney
Brandon Christopher McCartney
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
yvngxchris
yvngxchris
Recording Engineer
justxrolo
justxrolo
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Hey, where's Rolo?)
[Verse 2]
I heard your music, that shit hella trash
I'm not talkin' 'bout Bandicoot, we finna Crash
Compare and contrast
My music and y'all **** rappin' that bullshit
[Verse 3]
I ride with a Drac' and that bitch got a full clip
Gang in this bitch and my lil' **** cook shit
Fuck school, ****, I ain't read no book, bitch
I swear to God that that kitty be fishy, that shit need a hook, bitch
[Verse 4]
Finna pull off in that Lamborghini
Damn, I'm rich as a bitch, eating fettuccine
I feel like Lil Nas X, no damn Panini
Heard you wanna be best, you cannot beat me
[Verse 5]
Smoking on motherfuckin' gas, my face is boozy
White plug and that **** said, "Take it easy"
AR-15 on me, but he ain't believe me
You said that you got a challenge, but ****, you really just make it easy
[Verse 6]
Oh, shit
[Verse 7]
I had to catch my breath
I'm finna slide on your block with a MAC-elev'
I keep a TEC on me, just like I hacked a ref
Hack a ref, you better back it up
This not a Hot Girl Summer, bitch, you actin' up
[Verse 8]
You said you better than me, ****, that's enough
Look at my numbers, ****, I'm too good at this rappin' stuff
These **** bitches, I can't even count wit yo' ass
I'ma hit, then I'm passing it fast
If you think that I'm lackin', bitch, you really cappin' on that
****, we got the straps in the bag
[Verse 9]
And yvngxchris in this bitch and I can't even lack on the track
Got a bitch, she attackin' my sack
And I'm pushin' a Benz, but the traffic is bad
We gon' murder your dad, leave that boy like the pad
[Verse 10]
On God, on God, I'ma leave that **** so bloody
Ex bitch hit me, told her **** that she don't love me
Ha-ha, stupid bitch, what the fuck so funny?
That **** hating, but I bet your ho love me
[Verse 11]
That **** broke as fuck, he gettin' no money
I beat the shit out a **** like he stole from me
Who the fuck is this ****? He a nobody
Kill her vagina, ****, I got four bodies
[Verse 12]
Smoking a bushel, my ****, where the fuck you at, boy?
Yeah, he ain't got a gun or a strap, boy
Pull up on a ****, mask on, like Catboy
"Dude, that's fucking rad," he a frat boy
[Verse 13]
Take that lil' boy to the ICU
And I peep that you hidin', boy, I see you
**** Love Chris, you ain't gotta like to me too
Bitch, I ate the cat like some Chinese food, lil' bitch, ay
[Verse 14]
Lil' bitch, ay, lil' bitch, ay, lil' bitch
Okay, lil' bitch, okay, lil' bitch
Okay, lil' bitch, okay, lil' bitch
Written by: Brandon Christopher McCartney, Christian Williams, Daniel Masajada, Harrison Leyva
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