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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young LS
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Young LS
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LiTek
Producer
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lurkin' down a backroad, bally with a black coat
Rolling with a pack, biff skin, an' a graft phone
Tryna keep eyes, no surprise if there's jacks though
Slippin' on the road, that's a night in the cells, bro
[Verse 2]
Fuck tha', I'm not tryna get nicked
I stay switched, no flick on me hip
I use fists an swing tha'
I've got me brother on me wrist
So when I swing, I never miss
I've lost me brother, so I'm pissed
[Verse 3]
Bring back Little Nuckle from the sky
'Cause I miss him, my guy
Wiffin' sky, gettin high, man
Flashback
I'm not a sheep, I'm a lion
If he's lyin' I'll try him
Left hook, taste the iron
Bro bang tha'
[Verse 4]
Little blonde an' she's rude
Take her out, go for food
Take her home, now we're nude
Man tap tha'
Love, I'll probably see ya soon
Next never if it's cool
'Cause the money overrules a big back
[Verse 5]
Little blonde an' she's rude
Take her out, go for food
Take her home, now we're nude
Man tap tha'
Love, I'll probably see ya soon
Next never if it's cool
'Cause the money overrules a big back
[Verse 6]
But now I sound like a fool
'Cause her back's overruled
An' I've booked another room
Man rich back
Like I said, I'd see ya soon
But instead it's gettin' rude
What position do ya choose, love?
Pick tha'
F-fr-freaky with the moves
Now she's dancin' for me too
Next level in the room, like ride tha'
Next day we get some food
Quick joint, pay the room
Then it's back to makin' moves
[Verse 7]
Lurkin' down a backroad, bally with a black coat
Rollin with a pack, biff skin, an' a graft phone
Tryna keep eyes, no surprise if there's jacks though
Slippin' on the road, that's a night in the cells, bro
[Verse 8]
Fuck tha', I'm not tryna get nicked
I stay switched, no flick on me hip
I use fists an' swing tha'
I've got me brother on me wrist
So when I swing, I never miss
I've lost me brother, so I'm pissed
[Verse 9]
Throwback
[Verse 10]
Little blonde an she's rude
Take her out, go for food
Take her home, now we're nude
Man tap tha'
Love, I'll probably see ya soon
Next never if it's cool
'Cause the money overrules a big back
[Verse 11]
Little blonde an she's rude
Take her out, go for food
Take her home, now we're nude
Man tap tha'
Love, I'll probably see ya soon
Next never if it's cool
'Cause the money overrules
Written by: Young LS