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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Unknown T
Unknown T
Vocals
V9
V9
Vocals
Jackiee
Jackiee
Programming
Piso
Piso
Programming
PULP K
PULP K
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Unknown T
Unknown T
Songwriter
V9
V9
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lewi White
Lewi White
Mixing Engineer
Will Lite
Will Lite
Mixing Engineer
Jackiee
Jackiee
Producer
Piso
Piso
Producer
PULP K
PULP K
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(That boy Piso, he goin' cray)
(Jackiee)
Mmm, ay, come 'ere
[Verse 2]
All the money in the world, can't bring bro back (Nope)
All the money in the world, needs more waps (Bow, bow)
We slide that in them transit vans (Yes)
So we do shit right, gang known's for that (Ah)
I'm over tapped like I'm off the yak (Yes)
Run them down, I'm known for that (Ay, come 'ere)
Stretch my arms, sweep him off his feet (Mhm)
Then stretch my arm, you get what I mean (Ching, ching)
Lean man red, I be listen the scene (Splash)
Gang know I get man down for the team with ease (I do)
See man run with the wind, breeze (Where you gettin'?)
You still get caught then freeze, G's (Splash)
Wavy, got him down, some neek (Mhm)
It's brand old piss, just shoot some missile (Some GM)
Can't get verbal when you ain't done shit (Nah)
It's crazy how you live like this (How?)
They cap for the web in blogs
I ignore that shit, I'm better than this (I am)
Baddy has tits, but her dumper's shit
Suck wood, I can't hit shit (Double S)
I'm boujee, I gotta watch right, jeet (I do)
I'm bookie, I step back with the stick (Bow, bow)
Aim high, nuttin' below the hip (No)
Press this, watch this sink that ship (Grrt, bow, bow)
[Verse 3]
I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)
You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull out the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web
Has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man, feed them lead and brown
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)
I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)
You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull out the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man, feed them lead and brown (Mhm)
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm, mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (Listen, you're gone)
[Verse 4]
We grip two least, don't do imitation
Yo, me and my world class taco
Turnt on your guns, all stitchin' the station
No, find location, fly Caucasian
Can't keep up with probation
AM, PR, pree my navigation
Rest up Shegs, that's plug, gang built up a big foundation
Listen, my head back's stressed doin' all castration
The young bucks need me, validation
New waps, new beef, let's breeze out the car, still waitin'
All of the opp boys bluff, they just live in their past, it's blatant
I can name all the opp boy's yutes that we taken
But it's all bait, it's frustrating
Bruck it and duck from the bacon
[Verse 5]
I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)
You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull out the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man, feed them lead and brown (Mhm)
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)
I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)
You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull out the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man, feed them lead and brown (Mhm)
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)
Written by: Jason Maria Noello Pitari, Unknown T, V9
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