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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Vocals
Paulo
Paulo
Programming
Paulo Cornejo
Paulo Cornejo
Programming
Tana
Tana
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Songwriter
Steven D. Lewis
Steven D. Lewis
Songwriter
Addison Rineer
Addison Rineer
Songwriter
Paulo Cornejo
Paulo Cornejo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Recording Engineer
Rafmade
Rafmade
Producer
Paulo
Paulo
Producer
Drew Sliger
Drew Sliger
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Ryan Rajagopal
Ryan Rajagopal
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Paulo Cornejo
Paulo Cornejo
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh (Neo), yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
My brodie waving that flag (That flag)
Big coupe and this shit go fast (Skrrt)
Know you mad 'cause I speak them facts (Them facts)
Gettin' first, no, I'm never last (Okay, okay)
Chrome Hearts on my back (My back)
Lil' **** wan' steal my swag (My swag)
You my son and I'm your dad (Your dad)
Bring that heat, no, we don't lack (No)
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm the best, no cap (Oh, yeah)
I'm rocking Rick and GAP (Yeah, and GAP)
She want a flick, but I can't flick up with that bitch (Oh, yeah, that bitch)
At the show I'm totin' the— (Skrrt)
Ain't gon' lie, I like that bitch (I like that bitch)
I might just take his bitch (Might take his bitch)
Bitch, look how the tables flip, oh (Oh)
I done did a lot of shit that you ain't did (A lot of shit)
Been through a whole lot of shit, shit you can't live (Ch-yeah, ch-yeah)
Keep the lanes clear when I come through (When I come through)
Yeah, that boy cap in his rap (Cap in his rap)
Red flag sit on my lap (Slatt, slatt, bitch)
You don't live that shit, you cap (Yeah, yeah, oh)
You can keep that shit over there (Woah)
Bitch, I'm with my gang right here
Bitch, I'm too high, I can't steer (Woah)
Fear no man, I can't fear
Shit too loud, I can't hear
[Bridge]
Oh (Don't know where I'm going, but I know that I'ma make it)
Oh (Gotta watch out for all your friends, you don't want them faking)
[Chorus]
My brodie waving that flag (That flag)
Big coupe and this shit go fast (Skrrt)
Know you mad 'cause I speak them facts (Them facts)
Gettin' first, no, I'm never last (Okay, okay)
Chrome Hearts on my back (My back)
Lil' **** wan' steal my swag (My swag)
You my son and I'm your dad (Your dad)
Bring that heat, no, we don't lack (No)
[Verse 2]
Walk in the party, we ready for war (Ready for war)
He don't want static, won't settle the score (Yeah)
I'm not a scout, but we at your door (We at your door)
Running right in, boy, get on the floor (Get on the floor)
Beep, that's what I want to hear (We)
Made that boy disappear (We)
I do not need to steer
When I talk my shit, hear it loud and clear
[Bridge]
My mama, she told me, "You gon' be a star" (Star)
Now we downtown whippin', driving foreign cars (Ooh)
Yeah, ball like my name Pippen, bitch, I am a star (Ooh)
Makin' that fire when I get on beats, I feel like Charizard (Bitch)
[Chorus]
My brodie waving that flag (That flag)
Big coupe and this shit go fast (Skrrt)
Know you mad 'cause I speak them facts (Them facts)
Gettin' first, no, I'm never last (Okay, okay)
Chrome Hearts on my back (My back)
Lil' **** wan' steal my swag (Swag)
You my son and I'm your dad (Your dad)
Bring that heat, no, we don't lack (No)
Written by: Addison Rineer, Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III, Paulo Cornejo, Steven D. Lewis
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