Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lul Bob
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Griham
Composer
Klimov Danil Alekseevich
Composer
Podyablonsky Vladimir Maksimovich
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juvy Catcher
Producer
Razy
Producer
Lyrics
I just spent four on a VLONE t-shirt, you never know when we hurtin'
You never know when we workin', you only see your best end
I just spent four on a VLONE t-shirt, you never know when we hurtin'
You never know when we workin', you only see your best end
Clutchin' poles since he was eleven, young ****, no top, he be hatin'
Never knew nuttin' 'bout a re-run, open his hand, he carry all the pa-a-a-in
Things won't cha-an-an-ge, if you do the sa-a-a-me
I just be vibin', but they say that I'm workin', when I put these headphones on
Sugar-red bone, and she put the head on me, I'm tryna get inside her till the mornin'
Glock on the dresser, you know that I'm on it
Brand new AP, I just got it from Fee, can't leave it round no hoes
I know that they want it
We goin' up and I drop the top in the ra-a-a-in
Don't care 'bout no we-a-a-ther, and if you knew bet-e-e-er, then you would do be-e-e-ter
And I miss my bros in the bin, I'ma write 'em a le-e-e-ter
Lord, forgive me for my sins, I'm tryna do be-e-e-ter
When I drop the top in the Benz, can you change the we-e-e-ather?
'Cause it say it's supposed to rain today, and I've been through too many rainy days
And I'ma chase the dead presidents, in some way hope the pain fade away
Look in my phone and I see the hate, but I ain't worried 'bout what these people say
'Cause nuttin' they talkin' 'bout gettin' me paid and
We be lit, been turnin' up for days and takin' chances, you would never make it
Nuttin' they talkin' 'bout gettin' me paid and
I just spent four on a VLONE t-shirt, you never know when we hurtin'
You never know when we workin', you only see your best end
Clutchin' poles since he was eleven, young ****, no top, he be hatin'
Never knew nothing' 'bout a re-run, open his hand, he carry all the pa-a-a-in
Things won't cha-an-an-ge, if you do the sa-a-a-me
I just be vibin', but they say that I'm workin', when I put these headphones on
Sugar-red bone and she put the head on me, I'm tryna get inside her till the mornin'
Glock on the dresser, you know that I'm on it
Brand new AP, I just got it from Fee, can't leave it 'round no hoes
I know that they want it
Written by: Bobby Griham, Klimov Danil Alekseevich, Podyablonsky Vladimir Maksimovich