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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
CHII WVTTZ
Performer
JayQuan McKenley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CHII WVTTZ
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JayQuan McKenley
Producer
Lyrics
Glo made that beat?
Grrah-grrah
Grrah-grrah
Gang-gang-gang
Gang-gang-gang
Keep spinnin', stop runnin' (Stop runnin')
We catch a opp, hollows rip through his muffin (Grrah, grrah)
Like, no, I ain't doin' no bluffin'
Shots to his face, now that boy got concussions (Gang-gang-gang)
And, no, I ain't doin' no tusslin'
I see a Gz, I'ma blitz 'em, rush 'em (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Pop me a Yerky, you know that I'm bussin'
Hollows, they hit up his chest, gon' cut him (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And you know that we spinnin', we huntin'
Rah got clapped and them **** did nothin' (Grrah)
And I mow through that block, what's gunnin'?
Dissin' on bro, why the fuck is you runnin'? (YG-K)
Like, damn, what's that?
Hollows gon' rip through the cap of this cab
Like, damn, get back
Nes got beat but he still tryna rap
Look, like, damn, big strap
Hollows gon' take that boy right off the map
**** be dissin' on brodie, gon' lack, like
Why would you diss if you know you don't clap?
Me and bro stay movin' on fifties
Swervo the 'ooter, he leavin' you sticky (Gang-gang-gang)
Two thirties, we totin' on sixteen
I see a opp, I'ma turn 'em to Ricky
He get shot if he jackin' he jiggy
All O's shot, tell them **** get with me (Die O)
Edot a baby, them **** is silly
Edot a baby, them **** is silly (Grrah, grrah)
And them **** keep yellin' out, "Rippy"
Dummy got poked, got hit with a blicky (Like)
Like, got hit in his back, left shitty
I just want neck, I do not need kitty (Like)
Like, and I'm back in the town
Also flashin' the band in the vid, how you baliln'?
DOA, all my **** is ballin'
Been in the gym, shoot who? Spaldin'
And I been in the field, fuck talkin'
YG-K, none of y'all **** sparkin'
And I been in the field, fuck talkin'
YG-K, none of y'all **** sparkin'
Keep spinnin', stop runnin' (Stop runnin')
We catch a opp, hollows rip through his muffin (Grrah, grrah)
Like, no, I ain't doin' no bluffin'
Shots to his face, now that boy got concussions (Gang-gang-gang)
And, no, I ain't doin' no tusslin'
I see a Gz, I'ma blitz 'em, rush 'em (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Pop me a Yerky, you know that I'm bussin'
Hollows, they hit up his chest, gon' cut him (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Keep spinnin', stop runnin' (Stop runnin')
We catch a opp, hollows rip through his muffin (Grrah, grrah)
Like, no, I ain't doin' no bluffin'
Shots to his face, now that boy got concussions (Gang-gang-gang)
And, no, I ain't doin' no tusslin'
I see a Gz, I'ma blitz 'em, rush 'em (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Pop me a Yerky, you know that I'm bussin'
Hollows, they hit up his chest, gon' cut him (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Gang-gang-gang, ****
Suck my dick
Written by: CHII WVTTZ