Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Esparo
Performer
Doodie Lo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Esparo
Composer
Doodie Lo
Composer
Lyrics
(Now it's not magic, but it looks magical)
(DJ Bandz, oh, man)
Damn, I told him spin, he did a three-sixty (Spin)
I told him he gon' try to come around 'cause I see he leechin' (Spin)
My dog don't listen to Herb, but he'll rock your block with three fifties (Rock your block)
I keep a ocky right with me (Brr)
He cooked the work, you remix it (Yeah)
Trappin' is a habit, ain't got no choice to spend it on fashion
I was taught to play for keeps, but still let a **** have it, ain't no relaxin'
If I pop out clutchin', I might move erratic, damn
Lately, I ain't likin' **** (Hell nah)
Hate the ones who watch you get it out the mud, them type of **** (What?)
Never move a muscle when I come around, they shakin' ass in pictures
Trust me, man, I can't get with it (Hell nah)
No, bitch ****, I can't get jiggy (Nah)
And ain't no back and forth with the opps, we catch 'em, let off semis
Check me out (Out), out of order (Out of order)
Oh, she hot (Hot), pass a water (Damn)
This a different lifestyle, ****, I ain't normal (This shit is different, I ain't normal, ****)
Price's gone way, way up, keep your offer (Doodie in this bitch, let's get it, ayy, ayy)
Get the pounds, get 'em off (Get 'em off)
This shit stank, seal 'em up (Seal 'em up)
A hundred clips, fill it up (Boom)
We hit the block and get it off (Get if off)
I ain't just no rapper
I been trappin' since a young **** (Since a young ****)
Them bullets comin' at you (Frr)
Comin' faster, if you come near (Boom, boom)
On the road, fuckin' rachets (Fuckin' rachets)
He a goofy, fuck you taxin'? (Fuckin' goofy)
My ghetto bitch be doin' taxes (Doin' taxes)
Never leave without your rachet (Without your rachet)
Ayy, where them **** at? (Where them **** at?)
They goofies on the internet (You on the internet)
On that car, bullets hot (On that car)
Is you with it, is you not? (Is you not?)
They be sendin' leg shots
Ha, I like headshots (Headshots)
Fuck it if the feds hot (Fuck 'em)
Tweak, we spinnin' every block (Spin, spin)
Ayy, ****, check it out (Check it out)
You a pussy, heard you run your mouth (Pussy)
Real ****, they'll vouch (Bitch)
Get him gone, he want some clout
Check me out (Check me out), out of order (Out of order)
Oh, she hot (Hot, oh, she hot), pass a water (Pass a water)
This a different lifestyle, ****, I ain't normal (This shit is different, I ain't normal, ****)
Price's gone way, way up, keep your offer
Let's get it, ****
You know how the fuck we rockin', man
Written by: Doodie Lo, Esparo