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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rylo Rodriguez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rylo Rodriguez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kxvi
Producer
Kaigoinkrazy
Producer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Thomas "Tillie" Man
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy
[Verse 1]
Even if we did do it, y'all know that I'm still innocent
Brother, he just came home, but I got cases still pending
What you mean you ballin'? I could see your Jordans gettin' dingy
Soon as you miss that game-winner, watch them bleachers get empty
Can't believe we made it
Talked to my dog, say he movin' to Houston soon as he leave Vegas
And I got bros who locked up waitin' to get reinstated
Them boys ain't never been in the field, them **** Skip Bayless
Them boys ain't never been in thе field, them **** Nick Saban
Youngin' hit the road, hе fill the car up with OG
I ain't talkin' 'bout hood legends, I'm talking 'bout weed
Class A felonies, back to back, so how you got free?
Can't believe you went ahead and told, that's how they got leads
Same **** I slept up on the floor with talking 'bout me
Only thing me and these rap **** got in common
Is we probably fucked the same hoes
Set the tone, you know I wore it first
Then a week later, they in the same clothes
[Chorus]
Spin a ****'s block if I get mad about a post
Trappin' ain't dead, you know them bags got a pulse
You went and cuffed the same bitch who was had by your bro
These women fuckin' everybody, why would I brag 'bout a ho?
I can't tell my story without puttin' you in
If I lose sleep 'bout you, then I let you win
Just promise you won't storm out if I let you in
Put ice inside my double cup (Yeah)
I'm putting diamonds in a double cup (Yeah)
Pouring Wock' on your clarity (Yeah)
Tryna find a booster who can marry me
Wedding at the mall, you can marry me
[Verse 2]
Killed his opp, for him, that's a win, it's starting to feel like a loss
His mama hate him, sister hate him, too, 'cause they keep spinning the house
And I probably got over like twenty dead **** in all
Some of they contacts in my phone, sometimes I give 'em a call
I was talkin' to Duke, he in the county, I ain't seen him in a while
Jail phone got him wantin' to rip that shit out the wall
I was missin' Doris, thinkin' 'bout my auntie, she had diabetes
Used to make me shoot her insulin even though I hate needles
Kill one of us, kill one of them, keep goin', we not even
He took some pills, died in his sleep, they say he not breathin'
Three zips inside a Faygo, caught a splinter from the Draco
I caught a splinter from a micro
Every time she eat steak, she want lipo
Done with this model bitch and she just want to post a pic
And you switching teams like Bo Nix
We caught an opp in traffic, he ain't make it
Like something came up
[Chorus]
Spin a ****'s block if I get mad about a post
Trappin' ain't dead, you know them bags got a pulse
You went and cuffed the same bitch who was had by your bro
These women fuckin' everybody, why would I brag 'bout a ho?
I can't tell my story without puttin' you in
If I lose sleep 'bout you, then I let you win
Just promise you won't storm out if I let you in
Put ice inside my double cup (Yeah)
I'm putting diamonds in a double cup (Yeah)
Pouring Wock' on your clarity (Yeah)
Tryna find a booster who can marry me
Wedding at the mall, you can marry me (Yeah)
[Outro]
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
[Outro]
Momma saw me with a case of codeine
And promethazine, now I'm the codeine fiend
And my team was the coldest, every day we rolled thick
**** and hoes on dick because we're Screwed Up Click
And I'm the
It's the Barre baby, the Barre baby
The M-O-E from the S-U-C
It's the Barre Baby, the Barre baby
I got the whole wide world sippin' drank with me
It's the Barre baby, the Barre Baby
The M-O-E from the S-U-C
It's the Barre Baby, the Barre baby
I got the whole wide world sippin' drank with me
Written by: Rylo Rodriguez