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Neek Bucks
Vocals
2 Chainz
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George Clinton
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Bernard Worrell
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William Earl Collins
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Lorenzo Patterson
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Eric Wright
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Andre Romell Young
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Christian Ward
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Tauheed Epps
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Tyron Buddah Douglas
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Unique Herbert
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PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buddah Bless
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Hitmaka
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Ay pull yo' mask up
We caught him slippin' at the light
We put that cash up
I sent my shooter outta town, he caught a N-1
All that gassin' that you doing gone get yo' man touched
Back to Back Choppers in my city, boy don't act up
Talkin' like you gangsta boy, that shit gon' get you wacked up
Little bitch only fuck two times she pop perks and she get active (whoa)
Bro got the stick in the party
Don't got corona but he like to mask up
Fuck me and get Chanel
I like her 'cause she don't kiss and tell (whoa)
I like my bitches in twos
Two twins and I know what to do (woo)
Savage Fenty on ya panties baby move the panties over I'ma hook (ooh, yea)
Handsome gangsta baby
When I got this fani
I got the stick but I groove (ooh)
Dirty Fanta baby my Atlanta baby
I get that ass in the mood
(Woo, woo, woo, wooo)
You know lil' bruh he retarded
Pull up and shoot with the left like he Harden
Beggin' my pardon
I don't need a key to start this foreign
She wanna fuck til' the mornin' (yea)
No matter how up I get, I still be scheming bro look at them niggas (we on em)
Ay pull yo' mask up
We caught him slippin' at the light
We put that cash up
I sent my shooter outta town, he caught a N-1
All that gassin' that you doing gone get yo' man touched
Back to Back Choppers in my city, boy don't act up
(Uh) Mask on glock 19
Covid 19 worth 19k when I was 19
Shoot ya twice just like a vaccine
Pull ya hair if ya got tracks in up
North girls like my accent
Made a profit off my passion
Counting money got an orgasm (uh)
High like horse radish
Draw down like Art Basel (uh)
Pockets on fat albert
They biting Marv Albert (yea)
Then I told her I'ma do you
When she asked me what I'm doing after (you)
She replied I'm with her too
I said I'm good at math
And I'm really doing good at when I'm doing bad
Jewelry on in all Bodega, wit' a Bottega bag
Yo' shooter like to brag
Yo' shooter don't get shot
And they gone shoot the ambulance
Let me talk to 'em
Ay pull yo' mask up
We caught him slippin' at the light
We put that cash up
I sent my shooter outta town, he caught a N-1
All that gassin' that you doing gone get yo' man touched
Back to Back Choppers in my city, boy don't act up
Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Christian Ward, Unique Herbert
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