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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Von
King Von
Vocals
DJ Bandz
DJ Bandz
Programming
DJ FMCT
DJ FMCT
Programming
Glaazer
Glaazer
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dayvon Bennett
Dayvon Bennett
Songwriter
Devonte Richmond
Devonte Richmond
Composer
Gunnlaugur Sumarlidason
Gunnlaugur Sumarlidason
Composer
Maliki Decampos
Maliki Decampos
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Bandz
DJ Bandz
Producer
Glaazer
Glaazer
Producer
DJ FMCT
DJ FMCT
Producer
Daniel Vargas
Daniel Vargas
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Robert Mendioro
Robert Mendioro
Assistant Mixing Engineer
jayme stoesser
jayme stoesser
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

D-D-DJ FMCT
DJ Bandz, oh, man
Man, these **** hoes (Hoes)
I already know (I know)
Tell him drop the lo' (What?)
He gon' get exposed (Get exposed)
Too real, I cannot go (I can't)
Plus, I keep a pole (Keep my pole)
My chain white and gold (White and gold)
Wrist so cold, I'll make it snow (Make it snow)
Rap beef turn to homicide (Uh-huh)
You diss, then we gon' slide (What? Huh?)
He got shot but he ain't die (What?)
Sike, you know he died (Uh-huh)
I fell back and got my bands up (Uh-huh)
Still, I'll make you put your hands up (Put your hands up)
I'm with Edogg, he gon' blam somethin' (Uh-huh)
Free D.Rose, he ain't tell nothin'
How you real? Your homie just got killed (How?)
And you still ain't did nothin' (What?)
You the type to get booked and tell on your friends (What?)
And act like you ain't said nothin' (Damn, damn)
I'll be damned, **** know who I am (They know)
We got the call and spinned the van, we call it two AM (Let's go)
**** think it's sweet (What? What?)
Since I got rich like I won't shoot at them (Boom, boom)
I'm on the block, still fuck a broke **** bitch (Yeah)
Boy, I don't give a shit
Ice so cold I make her sick, know who my dentist is
I done shot so many men, I think I'm 50 Cent (What? I think I am)
I ask once, won't ask again, know who you dealin' with (I won't)
If I crack once, won't crack again (I won't)
Ain't with that feelin' shit (Nah, nah, nah)
Man, these **** hoes (Hoes)
I already know (I know)
Tell him drop the lo' (What?)
He gon' get exposed (Get exposed)
Too real, I cannot go (I can't)
Plus, I keep a pole (Keep my pole)
My chain white and gold (White and gold)
Wrist so cold, I'll make it snow (Make it snow)
Rap beef turn to homicide (Uh-huh)
You diss, then we gon' slide (Huh?)
He got shot but he ain't die (What?)
Sike, you know he died (Uh-huh)
I fell back and got my bands up (Uh-huh)
Still I'll make you put your hands up (Put your hands up)
I'm with Edogg, he gon' blam somethin' (Uh-huh)
Free D.Rose, he ain't tell nothin'
Written by: DJ FMCT, Dayvon Bennett, Devonte Richmond, Glazer
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