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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Zay
Lil Zay
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terion Porte
Terion Porte
Songwriter
Tiquan Pryor
Tiquan Pryor
Songwriter
Zaleon Bailey
Zaleon Bailey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Laurence “City 3000” Mast
Mixing Engineer
TP808
TP808
Producer
TPerc
TPerc
Producer

Lyrics

(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Let's go
Uh, uh (We love you, Perc)
Ayy, woah
All my life, I been steppin' (Been steppin')
I ride with two choppers, gon' do 'em like Melly (Gon' do 'em like Melly)
We took him down, spinned his block in a Caddy (Skrrt)
Young trap ****, got 'bows in the attic (Got 'bows in the attic, ****)
I been had a bankroll way before rappin'
I can't fuck the same ho, bitch, I'm too player (I'm too player)
I found a plug in LA through the mail (Through the mail)
I only sell 'bows, I don't need a scale (Yup, I don't need a scale)
They counted me out, they slept on a ****
I got out of jail and turnt up on these **** (Turnt up on these ****)
Wop came and got me, this shit too official (Yup)
I been had a bag, this shit done got bigger (This shit done got, woah)
Reach for my necklace and I'm uppin' this pistol (I'm uppin' it)
I ain't goin' for shit, I ain't budgin' with 'em (On God)
I just fucked this bitch in the back of the Sprinter (Smash)
Cubans on my neck cost a dub or better
I just made a thirty today in a whole 'nother state (In a whole 'nother state)
Just jumped off a jet to a motherfuckin' play (On God)
Had to get me some money, I ain't got time to wait
If you broke, my ****, I can't relate (Nope, yup, yup, go)
I never see none of my opps at the bank
But they stay on the internet, swear that shit gay (That **** gay)
Talkin' 'bout what you gon' do to me
You gon' need two or three shooters, this shit nothin' new to me (Two or three, yup)
I'm posted up where the shooters be (Where the shooters be)
And I ain't tuckin' none of my jewelry, ayy (On God)
So many shots came behind me, he thought it was two of me (Thought it was two of me)
Walked his ass down in some double G, gang (In some double G, gang)
Both of my watches, they cost like an eighty-piece
**** can't even catch up with me, gang (Yup)
I'm in a whole 'nother league
Young **** got rich off pushin' these P's (On God)
I ride with snipers (I ride with snipers)
We tryna push up, don't do the typin' (We don't do the typin', ****)
We ride strikers (We ride strikers, ****)
We gon' pull up strapped like we dykin' (We strapped like we dykin', ****)
That's your bitch? I'ma pipe her (Yup)
Pass that ho to the gang, I just one-night her (One-night her)
Ayy, I just stepped on an opp in some Louis V clothes
Ain't doin' the show, I can't bring in the pole, on gang (Yup)
All my life, I been steppin' (Been steppin', been steppin')
I ride with two choppers, gon' do 'em like Melly (Gon' do 'em like Melly)
We took him down, spinned his block in a Caddy (Skrrt)
Young trap ****, got 'bows in the attic (Got 'bows in the attic, ****)
I been had a bankroll way before rappin'
I can't fuck the same ho, bitch, I'm too player (I'm too player)
I found a plug in LA through the mail (Through the mail)
I only sell 'bows, I don't need a scale (Yup, I don't need a scale)
They counted me out, they slept on a ****
I got out of jail and turnt up on these **** (Turnt up on these ****)
Wop came and got me, this shit too official (Yup)
I been had a bag, this shit done got bigger (This shit done got, woah)
Reach for my necklace and I'm uppin' this pistol (I'm uppin' it)
I ain't goin' for shit, I ain't budgin' with 'em (On God)
I just fucked this bitch in the back of the Sprinter (Smash)
Cubans on my neck cost a dub or better
Written by: Terion Porte, Tiquan Pryor, Zaleon Bailey
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