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PERFORMING ARTISTS
RJAE
RJAE
Vocals
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ramon Hodges
Ramon Hodges
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Mike Hector
Mike Hector
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Hector
Mike Hector
Producer
Eder Fernandez
Eder Fernandez
Recording Engineer
Khris “XO” James
Recording Engineer
Ramon Hodges
Ramon Hodges
Vocal Producer
Rafe Noonan
Rafe Noonan
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

I just got Forgiato‘s for the wheels
**** know what it is
I’m not in competition with you ****
And no, I did not do this for a bitch
'Cause im on my own
I was struggling every weekend
But I made it my ****, I'm strong
In the room with the baddest of bitches
I point at your bitch and I’m taking her home
I don’t do what they say
Got a stick on my waist, it might change how you feel
I don’t know what to say
I was still moving weight, even after the deal
Thats the **** in me
Got a habit of keeping it P
I got a habit of fucking this bitch
And giving her back to the **** she need
I got a habit of sliding with drakes in the foreigns
With pill bottles under the seat
I got habit of 'I got a have it'
'Cause I don't know how to let anything be
Like all of my exes got ****
But if they want babies
Them bitches gon' have 'em with me
Give me a king or a queen
After I get what I need, then it’s back to the streets
Too many diamonds all on me
To worry about these thotties all on me
I got a check to get
I'm on some better shit
I took a flight to the A
Just to fuck on a bitch who was celibate
Thats my prerequisite
If I’m a do it, I’m doing it excellent
I got a shooter, he shoot like brrrr
Then you’re heaven sent
Back to this drink, I've been sipping this medicine
Back to this bitch, who been giving a emaculate head
While putting her main on hold
She like why you got all that jewelry
I just put my pain on froze
And them bros, no matter what, I'ma never turn on those
You was peeping outside
Talking all that shit
Pulled up with a stick, now his curtains closed
Now I don’t know
When you do the things you do
You be doing the most
Gotta watch the way I move they want my soul
They want control me
Got a pint and I’m sipping it slowly
In the bed and I'm hitting a four piece, ****
Now, I don't know
When you do the things you do
It get me going
But the back-and-forth with you is just enough
Can’t be fucking up my plans
When I did all that I can
But I won’t do that again
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I'm too gone
Long way
Yeah, I love when you dress like that
No, I don’t like when you act like that
Hang the phone at once, don't call me back
Got up out my bag
Think the hoes, they can't count me out
Probably think I ran out
But I’m sitting to up, can’t drag me down
Whole place to go up
I appeal to the crowd
I just want all your love baby, I'm not a clown
Don’t want be alone inside of this Bentley
Whole lot of dirt bikes
Whole lot of Benjis
I’m just trying to have fun
'Cause the danger been near me
She want a body
And I want a shh
Shawty a model, but come from the slums
Every piece of her body, I'm putting my tongue
I’m just trying to recharge cus I want one more turn
Now I don’t know
When you do the things you do
You be doing the most
Gotta watch the way I move, they want my soul
They want control me
Got a pint and I’m sipping it slowly
In the bed and I'm hitting a four piece, ****
Now I don’t know
When you do the things you do
It get me going
But the back-and-forth with you is just enough
Can’t be fucking up my plans
When I did all that I can
But I won’t do that again
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
I’m too gone
Oh yeah, I'm too gone
Written by: Ramon Hodges
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