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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hotboii
Vocals
King Fisher
Programming
Gabe
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Nerby
Songwriter
Ethan Balaghan
Songwriter
Javarri Walker
Songwriter
Luka Berman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Fisher
Producer
Gabe
Producer
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Ethan Balaghan
Producer
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm popping out the new cut, I'm ready to do some'
We just had a game plan, how you gon' make the news, boy?
Twelve be all in they shit, sure know how to ruin some'
They ain't gon' be outside, we go around two or some'
Come through like tornado, ain't ask to let me through or nothin'
Wasn't into school stuff, he hung around with shooters
His girl was a booster, he blew up and moved her
Bitch got a handgun, glizzy no a Ruger
She gon' let it blow like she smokin' a hookah
He just went diamond, she smiles like the rumor
His girl want her boobs done, after that a new butt
Already got her teeth done, she don't need her tooth touched
Switch on glizzys, nobody in the city don't want to do nothin'
Baby drakes all type of K's like the Ku Klux
Can you hide me from my bitch? I'm cheating with my new one
But that's what my dumbass get for extending a one night stand
[Verse 2]
You know I'm a one night man
I'm a one mic man, never need a rock band
But if gang there with sticks and drums, we rocking out then
And don't tell me what I can and can't, 'cause **** I might, then
I wasn't even finna fill your block with holes
Since you told me that I wasn't, I'm finna do it times ten
I wasn't even finna fuck your bitch today
Since you told me that I can't, I'm finna show you that I can
[Verse 3]
I can, and I will
Hard to keep my hand off the steel
I talk to God every time that I kneel
I pray He keep sending me dollars and deals
And I'm grateful
And many of these **** don't be outside, only time they face show
When they got a show, it ain't safe though
Twelve be at that bitch, be out there, be more than a game though
I put money on opps heads, gotta spend that shit to make more
[Verse 4]
Back then we didn't have cable, our opps be on the TV now
I grew hate from my BM, that hoe just wanna see me down
Hoe got me so evil now
I take hearts and beat 'em down
I told life I'm leavin' now
Shut the love and reroute
Shut the love and reroute, I wanna be her clean route
Took her out of fashion, how is she in Céline now?
It's crazy, I love another **** bitch
She be with me, she don't be on no 'nother **** dick
[Verse 5]
Her last **** say he wasn't shit
He didn't know how to treat her or handle a real bitch
Seen I had her and tried to recover quick
But he don't even know I was there when he fumbled it
Written by: Ethan Balaghan, Javarri Walker, Luka Berman, Ryan Nerby