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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Perico
Vocals
DJ Drama
DJ
RJmrLA
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Robert Medina
Composer
Jeremy Issac Nash
Lyrics
Rodney Jerome Brown Jr
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steelz
Producer
Lyrics
I want everything I got comin'
If it's love, if it's beef, if it's money
Real success like a chef choppin' onions
These **** always cryin' 'bout somethin'
I'm international, ratchet, irrational
Finally said fuck it, somethin' that I had to do
Turnin' up the clicc that's just somethin' that I had to prove
Back against the wall, it was nothin' that I had to lose
**** from the pin callin' me, G do yo shit
In my european super high off a euro thizz
Millionaire so I got me a triggerman
All these rappers gettin' killt
I can't let 'em kill the bag
I ain't have a dad so I looked up to that **** bag
At thirteen I was covered up in blue rags
In twenty three all I'm going for is blue bags
The opportunity is slim so I got to move fast
Man don't talk to me about no misdemeanor (Man what we talkin' 'bout)
Every whip I pull out John Cena (Big body-ody)
How you got 'em showin' up with no subpoena (Off the muscle)
How you got her drinknin' baby she a breeder
Ready set go
Ready set go
Ready set
I'm lookin' like goals
Lookin like it, feelin' like it, smellin' like it
Lookin' like goals with this dough hoe
The trenches got **** wearin' dentures
AR fifteens knockin' **** out existence
Yeah, that ain't nowhere in my vision
I'm in defense and offense
G keep killin'
The mo' that I make, the crazier I feel
I thank God everyday, I can't believe this shit is real
Got to get a bigger bag 'cause my **** need appeals
I got seven hunnid K for my negotiatin' skills
Yeah uh, and that's for one album
I fuck 'em up anyway that I come at 'em
Yeah that goes to show, I ain't no dumb rapper
All these **** got opinions, but it don't matter
I pulled up to the hood then I flew straight up out the country
I'm lookin' good, smellin' good we know who gettin' money
It's the clicc, clicc, clicc, clicc, clicc, clicc, clicc
To keep it gangster, I deserve all this shit
Man don't talk to me about no misdemeanor (Man what we talkin' 'bout)
Every whip I pull out John Cena (Big body-ody)
How you got 'em showin' up with no subpoena (Off the muscle)
How you got her drinknin' baby she a breeder
Ready set go
Ready set go
Ready set
I'm lookin' like goals
Lookin like it, feelin' like it, smellin' like it
Lookin' like goals with this dough hoe
Written by: G Perico