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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
$NOT
Vocals
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
Kenso
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edy Edouard
Songwriter
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Yoshihisa Shimizu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dee B
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
**** got me fucked up
No cap
[Verse 2]
Why these **** talkin' fuckin' shit?
I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (Huh?)
I fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack
Windows tinted all black, bulletproof and all that
[Verse 3]
Fuck that, fuck you
Fuck that, fuck you, fuck that
[Verse 4]
Bro, I'm posted like a bandit, choppa take your fucking candy
Fuck your ho', I'll leave her stranded
Come and get her, she just landed
I got stamina, I be that soldier that will damage you
.45 just let it go, push a **** that want smoke
You want smoke, let me know, I got smoke like Bobby Hill
Jack and Jill, rocket pills, Perky make you fuckin' choke
[Verse 5]
I be spazzed out, passed out, talk your shit, change routes
Meet your fate, extendo clip, .38 to your face
It's okay, choppa spray, it's gon' fuck your bitch today
I'm a demon, I be dancin', got no fashion, that bitch braggin'
Stop that cappin' with no action, I be laughin', ain't no stressin'
Smith & Wesson when I'm steppin', try to black out them sticks
Movin' funny, you get blitzed, walk around, I'm like a lick
Lollipop, you get shot, pick your body up and drop
[Verse 6]
Man, them **** got me, them **** got me
Them **** got me fucked up
[Verse 7]
Why these **** talkin' fuckin' shit?
I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (Huh?)
I fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack
Windows tinted all black, bulletproof and all that
[Verse 8]
Fuck that, fuck you
Fuck that, fuck you, fuck that
[Verse 9]
Army boots, army bomber jacket like, what's happening, cunt? (Huh)
Lay your hand upon my fabric, then we scrappin', cunt (Uh)
Broad day, wave a automatic like, what's happenin'? (Fuck that)
My pistol Rick and Raffing and it's matching with my fashion (Uh)
Silly cunt, downtown, uptown, really where we from, bitch
[Verse 10]
Call my slatt, call my slag, fuck you jackin'?
Call the lads, tell them order foreign gas, now we battlin'
Tried to tell you it's more than rap
Hold the mic with my right, throw a jab or autograph
Throw a dab with my left and all of that (All that, all of that)
[Verse 11]
Watch them sprint like they white (White)
I like my windows with that tint, invite your widow to my tent
I fuck my first MILF at like ten
Don't want no fishbowl in that bitch, I need my money, that five percent
[Verse 12]
Man, them **** got me, them **** got me
Them **** got me fucked up
[Verse 13]
Why these **** talkin' fuckin' shit?
I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (Huh?)
I fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack
Windows tinted all black, bulletproof and all that
[Verse 14]
Fuck that, fuck you
Fuck that, fuck you, fuck that
Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Written by: Edy Edouard, Rakim Mayers, Yoshihisa Shimizu