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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Vocals
DJ Chose
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter
Norman Payne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Chose
Producer
hardbody Beazy
Recording Engineer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Bone
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
[Verse 2]
I been reading the Bible backwards and I still see the flaws in it
This Tahoe keep passing and I'm tryna make sure ain't no laws in it
Still movin' in war, you know it won't be no pause in it
If I see that paperwork, I hope one of my dogs ain't in it
She say she love me, I don't know if she want the dick or the drop
That pussy good but I ain't blind, I'm gon' figure it out
Put a potato on the barrel, call it cream of the crop
They had me stuck down at the bottom but I'm still at ya top
Too busy chasing bags, had to take me a deep breath
I put two hundred on the dash and I'on ride with a seatbelt
My mama tellin' me 'bout Heaven, I just hope I see Gee there
Tell the opps that it ain't over 'cause we still gon' have beef there
[Verse 3]
God gave me two feet, you know that I'ma step
**** play me dirty so you know I got 'em swept
**** wanted smoke with me until they hit the meth
Ask me 'bout the opps, I tell you, "I love they ass to death"
I love y'all ass to death
I love y'all ass to death
I love y'all ass to death
I'm comin down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'ma say, "I love they ass to death"
[Verse 4]
When blood dry it's burgundy (Burgundy)
I'ma take his life before they murder me (Murder me)
He better think twice if he thinking 'bout hurtin' me
He seen my face, I just hope he don't make it through surgery
If it's fifty shots or better then they know who
Take off the plate, put on a mask, we left no clues
Dress your mama in all black, she gon' boo hoo
I come through banging down your block like an old school
[Verse 5]
God gave me two feet, you know that I'ma step
**** play me dirty so you know I got 'em swept
**** wanted smoke with me until they hit the meth
Ask me 'bout the opps, I tell you, "I love they ass to death"
I love y'all ass to death
I love y'all ass to death
I love y'all ass to death
I'm comin down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'ma say, "I love they ass to death"
[Verse 6]
I love y'all ass to death
I love y'all ass to death
I love y'all ass to death
I'm comin down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'ma say, "I love they ass to death"
Written by: Frederick Givens II, Norman Payne