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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destroy Lonely
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cristian Jeffries
Songwriter
Bryan Simmons
Songwriter
Kenneth Smith
Songwriter
Gregory Davis II
Songwriter
Bobby Sandimanie III
Songwriter
Corey Moon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cristian Jeffries
Producer
Macnificent
Producer
Slo Meezy
Producer
TM88
Producer
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Mixing Engineer
Haewon Moon
Producer
Timon Adams
Mixing Engineer
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Killer
Dope by the pound, lean by the pints, yeah, I pour more than an ounce
Smoke more than an ounce, more water than showers
Shawty showin' love, she tryna fuck me every hour
She say I'm Sour Patch, first I'm sweet, huh, then I'm sour
I just want her just to stay with me right now
Finna call my jeweler up, I want to bust my wrist down, bruh
[Verse 2]
Every time I pop a now, huh
Young **** wanna pick me right now, huh
I'm geeked-up, shades on, huh, right now
I'm twenty-one, but feel like I'm thirty right now, huh
I got to keep a .30 on me right now
'Cause the Chrome Hearts jeans cost about seven thousand
All this money comin' in, it done broke my bank account
I got different type diamonds on my wrist right now
[Verse 3]
Tell them ****, "Watch this"
Every time I'm comin' through, you know I'm shit poppin'
I feel like I done did it all and they done did nothin'
I tell her live her life, she's fall in luck, baby, trust me
I do a whole lot of ballin', I ain't sweatin' nothin'
They do a whole lot of frontin'
I'm the look killer, do a whole lot of stuntin'
All my shooters brazy, do a whole lot of gunnin'
All these **** bitches, do a whole lot of runnin'
[Verse 4]
Dope by the pound, lean by the pints, yeah, I pour more than an ounce
Smoke more than an ounce, more water than showers
Shawty showin' love, she tryna fuck me every hour
She say I'm Sour Patch, first I'm sweet, huh, then I'm sour
I just want her just to stay with me right now
Finna call my jeweler up, I want to bust my wrist down, bruh
Every time I pop a now, huh
[Verse 5]
My fits outstandin', all these diamonds on me, got your main bitch drownin'
Comin' through, I'm fresh as fuck, the lame **** frownin'
I got more ice than mountains, if a **** fake, tell him him get the fuck from around me
Goin' raver brazy, walked in, turned it up now
I done rocked the show and half the fans is fuckin' passed out, yeah
Her ass so fat, when she walk, it's hangin' out
I get so much cash, I can fuckin' cash out
All I know, huh, is I was broke, now I'm on, huh
My diamonds bright, turn the lights off, the lights on, huh
I was right, these ****, huh, they dead wrong, huh
Just live your life, you only get one, lil' bro
Every night, ****, yeah, I'm in the studio
I turned it up and now these **** callin' my phone
I turned it up and now these bitches callin' my phone
I done picked it up, bitch, just put my ice on
[Verse 6]
Killer
Dope by the pound, lean by the pints, yeah, I pour more than an ounce
Smoke more than an ounce, more water than showers
Shawty showin' love, she tryna fuck me every hour
She say I'm Sour Patch, first I'm sweet, huh, then I'm sour
I just want her just to stay with me right now
Finna call my jeweler up, I want to bust my wrist down, bruh
Every time I pop a now, huh
Written by: Bobby Sandmanie, Bryan Simmons, Corey Moon, Cristian Jeffries, Gregory Davis II, Kenneth Smith