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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fivio Foreign
Fivio Foreign
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Manalla Yusuf
Manalla Yusuf
Songwriter
Marcin Blonski
Marcin Blonski
Songwriter
Maxie Ryles
Maxie Ryles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Franklin
Franklin
Producer
Bordeaux
Bordeaux
Recording Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Assistant Engineer
Tommy Rush
Tommy Rush
Assistant Engineer
AXL BEATS
AXL BEATS
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(AXL)
(M.W.A. Music)
(Mmm, nah, turn that up)
Huh
Turn that shit up (Young Madz)
[Chorus]
Real **** and ratchet bitches (Huh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Boom, boom)
I fuck my bitch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
Ass and titties (Like), hundred and fifties (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turned my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (Grrah)
I killed 'em, I killed 'em, they gone, they gone (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, look
What the fuck? (What?) If it's up
****, buck (Soo), try your luck (Do somethin')
Bitch bad, but I had to put her up (Put her up)
Had to grab my other monkey nuts (Boom)
Gotta slide when a **** been touched (Skrrt)
Gotta ride with the gang, it's a must (Go)
Got a ratchet lil' bitch that I lay low with, when it's smoke, gotta treat her like a slut (Baow, baow, baow)
[Verse 2]
I don't need to look in her eyes (Huh, yeah)
I can tell she a vibe
She reppin' the gang and I felt like she was mine
She throw up the set and she yell, "Free the guys" (Woo)
Huh, look, I pay the money, **** gon' die (I pay the money, **** gon' die)
Huh, yeah, if I pay the money, **** gon' die (Grrt, boaw)
[Verse 3]
We get money, ****, but what is you on? (What?)
The same day we get it, the same day it's gone (Woo)
Back on my grizzy, I'm back on my business, Lil' Huncho, lil' ****, I'm back on the throne
Went bust down when they were looking for the plain Patek (Ice)
But I left it at home (Ice)
Molly, Perky, Xanny, Jesus, and Addy
Pipe it and get in my zone (Yeah, hey, yeah, look, yeah)
[Verse 4]
You **** can't even give me advice
I like the ice when it's hittin' the light
I gotta drip me to get me tonight
And I was so nice that they listened to me twice
****, I cracked the face on the AP and I ain't even get it fixed (Huh, what?)
I don't wanna get it fixed (Wanna get it fixed)
Got too much money to give a shit (Yeah)
She know my body, she shaking her ass
Jump in the car and I'm breaking the dash (Skrrt)
You listening slow, I ain't saying it fast
She sat on the drugs, so she making me mad (Woo)
Yeah, yeah, smoking Cookies (Smoking Cookies, look)
I got hundred thousand dollars worth in jewelry
Try to book me, ****
[Chorus]
Real **** and ratchet bitches (Uh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Baow, baow)
I fuck my bitch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
Ass and titties (Like), hundred and fifties (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turned my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (Soowoo)
I killed 'em, I killed 'em, they gone, they gone (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Written by: Fivio Foreign, MIKE DEAN, Manalla Yusuf, Marcin Blonski, Quavious Marshall
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