Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kysean
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kysean Robinson
Songwriter
Lyrics
What’s that shit you wanted?
If it’s beef you call it
I mind all my business
One phone call they on it
Wizard Kelly treatment
Never see me balling
I might ball in private
Private plane and calling, what’s that?
You bother everybody
You Mr. Lodi Dodi
'Cause trouble at the party
You bother everybody
What’s that, what’s that?
You bother everybody
Don’t bother me you got it
Got it
Pack packs up
Money on time, gotta stack rack up
And I got ties but they can’t latch us
I be on top, got the feds fed up, yeah
Ain’t no rap cap uh-huh
Say what’s that facts uh-huh
Feel like T Mac got a hold
This that rap magic uh-huh
Checks coming by the twos
Made a vibe with the crew
Know your bitch ass heard the news
This that Magna Carta two
13th century
I’ll be charting great soon
Silly boy that’s all it means
Switch plates on the rental now, speeding
Stealing chains meet a metal round, thieving
Not everything is Gold now, you see it
Not everything is Gold, what’s that?
What’s that shit you wanted?
If it’s beef you call it
I mind all my business
One phone call they on it
Wizard Kelly treatment
Never see me balling
I might ball in private
Private plane and calling, what’s that?
You bother everybody
You Mr. Lodi Dodi
'Cause trouble at the party
You bother everybody
What’s that, what’s that?
You bother everybody
Don’t bother me you got it
Got it
Written by: Kysean Robinson
