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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hotboii
Hotboii
Vocals
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
Please Me Off
Please Me Off
Programming
Red Jon
Red Jon
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fedorov Alexander Alekseevich
Fedorov Alexander Alekseevich
Songwriter
Joao Camarneiro
Joao Camarneiro
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Javarri Walker
Javarri Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Please Me Off
Please Me Off
Producer
Red Jon
Red Jon
Producer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I ain't got no feelings with them
I keep that shit in my pen
Ink bleed on the paper and none of my feelings was in it
I wasn't gon' fuck with her no more but I did it again
I hit it again
I quit it again
See they feeling the kid
Yeah, I'm in it to win
Cut the high off the foreign, now I'm feeling the win
My lil' YG's be moving dumb, gotta get them the shit
Rob you and merc you for your shit, just be killing to sin
I smoke blacks only on Percs it be kicking it in
Told you I love you way back then I don't know if I did
And I ain't gotta do too much, lil' mama, you know I'm the shit
And I'd die with my gang, fuck it, we going to get
Are you riding with me?
While I'm clutching on my hammer
Hard times, never mattered
Live life, die faster
Are you riding with me?
While I'm clutching on my hammer
Hard times, never mattered
Live life, die faster
I put my feelings on ice
I rock the ice with the fire
I just been spitting my life
And I vow to never let up
I had gave to you my all but you tossed to the side
My lil' **** standing tall, keep his dreads to the sky
I'ma always have your back like you ain't got a spine
If you ain't doing nothing with your life then put it on the line
Clutching the hammer and everything gon' get better than
Hoes on the regular, I don't care what their agenda is
Took my big cousin Corvette and on my birthday
Throw chickenmans some in the feds and it's my birthday
She wanna run of with the snipe like I'm a fugitive
All of us steppers, they don't know who the shooter is
Are you riding with me?
While I'm clutching on my hammer
Hard times, never mattered
Live life, die faster
Are you riding with me?
While I'm clutching on my hammer
Hard times, never mattered
Live life, die faster
I feel like dying
I feel like dying
What if I don't be dripping sauce?
As much as I'm dripping now
What if they don't play my songs as much as they listen now?
I hope that this don't go in and out
She want me to dick her down
<span begin="2:19.019" end="2:20.603">She know that I hit the spot</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:21.360" end="2:22.032">(Every time)</span></span>
I feel like dying
I feel like dying
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like dying
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Denis Alekseevich Fedorov, Fedorov Alexander Alekseevich, Javarri Walker, Joao Camarneiro
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