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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
GorditoFlo
Vocals
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Ernesto Cornejo
Songwriter
Jesus Bobe
Songwriter
Leroy Hutson
Songwriter
Roger Anfinsen
Songwriter
Sebastian Rojas
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Joseph Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CHRISTIAN MACIAS
Vocal Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dr. Zeuz
Producer
Denzel Richards
Recording Engineer
Dyryk
Producer
Lyrics
(Zeuz)
I've been thuggin' as a child like I'm livin' in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I'm comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I'm flirtin' with the graveyard
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don't even trust my bae
I'm makin' murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a **** murdered, I be flirtin' with the grave
A **** better not piss, if he try, he better not miss
A **** wave his stick, I think he tryna blow a kiss
A **** better not diss, he gon' be right on the list
Got somewhere else to be, so I ain't fightin' with my fists
They hatin' for no reason, can't even tell me why it's beef
Just keep this in between, we ain't gotta make a scene
Shit was just a dream, never thought that I could blow
I mean, I knew that I could blow, but I ain't think that I would blow
I'm a skillful guy, it ain't like don't nobody know
My relations with that fire, probably die right in the No'
I need another soul just so mine can be relieved
Blood all on my sleeve
I've been thuggin' as a child like I'm livin' in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I'm comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I'm flirtin' with the graveyard
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don't even trust my bae
I'm makin' murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a **** murdered, I be flirtin' with the grave
De la muerte yo solo me enamoré
Me hice rico en el año del 23
Todos los peines del .30 en mi 40
Veinticuatro millones yo quiero hacer
Quiero chavos azules del uno al cien
Todos los míos PF en Marabé
Todos los míos en la puerta del Marabé
Habla mierda y te hago desaparecer
Van a haber rosas muertas y un AK
Mucha droga y pistola, parezco un cartel
El primer latino que firma el gran Z
Moviendo la droga, eso es lo que yo sé
Esquivando a la policía y los fe
Generando más dinero que ayer
Medio kilo en mi muñeca
Carajito enmaleantado
Como si fuera salvaje, miro la luna reír
Estoy cómodo, calmado del peligro
Porque sabe que así fue que yo crecí
I've been thuggin' as a child like I'm livin' in the wild
Look up and see the moon smile, you with me all the while
I'm comfortable in danger, grew up in juvenile
I love to play with bangers, I'm flirtin' with the grave, yeah
Kiss my .45, just got it yesterday
I trust my AK, but I don't even trust my bae
I'm makin' murder plays, it put smiles on my face
To get a **** murdered, I be flirtin' with the grave
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Derek Garcia, Ernesto Cornejo, Jesus Bobe, Joseph Scott, Leroy Hutson, Roger Anfinsen, Sebastian Rojas