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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter
Eli Haire
Eli Haire
Songwriter
Evan McCoy
Evan McCoy
Songwriter
Felix Manuela P Govaerts
Felix Manuela P Govaerts
Songwriter
Gerardo Delgado
Gerardo Delgado
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jackie Plant Jr.
Jackie Plant Jr.
Recording Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
ProdByEvan
ProdByEvan
Producer
AyoFlex
AyoFlex
Producer
GD Beats
GD Beats
Producer
Uno Reyes
Uno Reyes
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
[Verse 2]
You heard me
You heard me
You heard me
[Verse 3]
I might pull up bare-face like ****, fuck a mask
You know I get it back in blood with my lil' shiesty ass
Okay, he talking on the net, I'm right back on his ass
Every time we get a drop, you know we do the dash
Skrt, skrt
Hold on, where the fuck the opps at?
Adderall, okay, I just got my bop back
Rich ****, he still comin' through the projects
Last **** played games, he got his issue, he ain't bounce back
I might let 'em talk but they can't fuck with us
Bob the Builder, just walked in, I got this hammer tucked
I put my hood up in yo face, you know I throw it up
I come three deep up in the city, who gon' play with 'em?
[Verse 4]
You know I'm 'bout mine
Raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don't look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain't the type you want some smoke with
I been standing outside like a protest
You know I'm 'bout mine
Raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don't look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain't the type you want some smoke with
I been standing outside like a protest
[Verse 5]
I'm from that South, we get it in, bitch, you heard me
We spin a bin and take his friend, bitch, you heard me
I got my pistol right on stage, ain't got no worries
187 how we coming in there dirty
I tell a bitch don't try to kiss me, I like hoe sex
She down to ride, she clutch my Glock and plus her throat wet
I ain't never been the type you want some smoke with
Chopper work a **** ass just like a Bowflex
[Verse 6]
You know I'm 'bout mine
Raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don't look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain't the type you want some smoke with
I been standing outside like a protest
[Verse 7]
You know I'm 'bout mine
Raw shit
Yeah, bitch, don't look at me wrong, I got a complex
Paranoid, I ain't the type you want some smoke with
I been standing outside like a protest
Written by: Eli Haire, Evan McCoy, Felix Manuela P Govaerts, Frederick Givens II, Gerardo Delgado, James Tapp, Maurice Jordan
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