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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chichi
Chichi
Producer
DAMN PLUG
DAMN PLUG
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Kj
Kj
Producer
Thomas "Tillie" Man
Thomas "Tillie" Man
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I never could've picture my dog, was hating he had a filter on 'em
Same **** who walking through them projects with a pistol on 'em
It's money on your head, you triple that
Can't be a victim on 'em
I'm from where they put a rack on you
Go put a nickel on it
Say, I'm hating, I tried to help him when he was broke
I tried to fix lil homie
Glock, I bought it plain, but it looked better with a switch up on it
My hoe riding in the car, she found a bra
Bringing up bitches on me
She don't know the AR got implants, I went put tiddies on it
Fuck a 9 to 5, I'm still a boss
I'll never be a manager
Bro done vacuum seal so many bags
He could have been a janitor
Micro Drake Co, this kind hard to get, I ain't never went to Canada
Ran through they lil crew, they all weak
I treat 'em like a calendar
They ain't picture me like this, like photobombing
Cool, look at the camera
Flashbacks me making out the mud, when I look at my Fanta
Flashback me and Ty nem on a lick and robbing back in Bama
Flashback we pistol whip a ****, like (Give it here)
If we fucking on the low, you can't be liking all my pictures
Ain't cut her off, she thick and chocolate look like Sza
Every time it was a drought, he had to sit on it the real one
Soon as they run out, he just going pop out and go bigger
Judge gave innocent man a lot of years, say they killed my ****
Even when I'm 50, and they free him, I gotta kill 'em
I was trying to keep us on the DL, I ain't trying be your BF
You use to act like you ain't see my DM, now I'm in your CF
Knowing you gon' need me, but you stiff me
Had to wait and learn
Your fault you ain't see the signal light, look how the table turn
Even ain't no killer, for real, you did it off emotions
They locked up my dog again, now I'm back sick, scoliosis
They ain't on shit, we spin on them lil ****, thats a light drill
Three hundred blackout, it look like I ain't pay the light bill
Every strap in this house gotta dick, like a dike crib
Take three if it was pink, but I take two if its a white pill
I can tell if that PT fake by the look, that ain't the right seal
Karo on a pint, I had to sell a **** NyQuil
Brody and 'em finesse the country boys, but they gonna be okay
Say, ain't really what it weigh, go wet the weed, when they on the way
Cag the bitch up, the only way we take trips
Bought my young hoe some ass, my cougar a face lift
Little hoe, I'ma boss my bitch, can't work a day shift
I done seen a lot of **** move the wrong way, till they stiff
This hoe falling out for me, she know I'm P, so I buy her waste
I'm all about a bank, if I have a son, I'd name him Chase
I'm all about a bank, if I have a son, I'd name him Zelle
You gon' be a gangster, lil bruh, forever, if you don't tell
If it ain't that serious, they send your warrant through the mail
On a run for a body, they serve ya warrant in ya cell
Big brother real hustle he was born with a scale
You on front end diversion, got the same case, and got a bail
Know he alive, but he a dead man walking, low key a zombie
Paralyzed my step, dad got his pistol still in arm reach
Streets traumatized me, tell the fans, watch, how you run up on me
Fuck love, can't never let no bitch get one up on me
Talm' bout a kid, I don't even know your name, boo
Saying, what we gone name it, I can't even name you
I done seen some gangsters stand on business over lies
I done seen some **** die over shit, that ain't true
I never could of picture my dog, was hating he had a filter on 'em
Same **** who walking through them projects with a pistol on 'em
Its money on your head, you triple that
Can't be a victim on 'em
I’m from where they put a rack on you
Go put a nickel on it
Say, I'm hating I tried to help him when he was broke
I tried to fix lil homie
Glock, I bought it plain, but it looked better with a switch up on it
My hoe riding in the car, she found a bra,
Bringing up bitches on me
She don't know the AR got implants, I went put tiddies on it
They ain't on shit, we spin on them lil ****, thats a light drill
Three hundred blackout, it look like I ain't pay the light bill
Written by: Chidi Steve Osondu, DAMN PLUG, Prodbykj, Rylo Rodriguez
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