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Bizzy Banks - “30” (Official Music Video - WSHH Exclusive)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzy Banks
Bizzy Banks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
majesty moses
majesty moses
Songwriter
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Lyrics
Ricardo Lamarre
Ricardo Lamarre
Composer
Bradley "Ghosty" Moss
Bradley "Ghosty" Moss
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Tino
DJ Tino
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Duck
Pass me the sitchy I'm clutch
Tell 'em come, spin my block, tell 'em come
Send them shots
You ain't no shooter
You just tote that chop
You don't want beef
You just want some props
I ain't get touched
How you my opp?
Bitch I'm too sauced
No I don't dance
The glock in my pants the most I might do is the Wu walk
I know they mad
But please don't act silly
If I spin in a black flag
They gone think I'ma blicky
Bitch I'ma sleez
Give a fuck who you be
[Verse 2]
Yea I fuck with them real ****
Who fucking with me?
Don't ask if I'm GDK
**** I'm EBK
Fuck the judge and the DEA
Suck dick if you feel away
I'm a lil body
But I talk like a big body
'Cause I put in that pain
I walk with that lil body, but I back out that big body if you speak on my name
These **** know nothing about me
But they gone keep talking bout me and that shit ain't gon' change
I been in the cell it ain't shit you could tell me
If you don't got hands invest in 11s
Tuffest **** in ya squad gon' be telling
The older **** that be with me some felons
I really talk on the beats
If you not in the streets you won't understand it
I get the chop and that **** gone panic
Head shot, cause a whole lot of damage
Head shot, cause a whole lot of damage
Yea I got Leeky with me, Rugga with me, bitch
We don't spin in no Ubers
And I got Rilla with me, Juju with me, bitch
We might hit ya madula
You can't get busy with me
Jiggy with me
Demon with me
Hundo with me
The first **** acting silly
Catch a figi
Pass the glizzy
And just watch how he run
Watch how he
[Verse 3]
Duck, pass me the sitchy I'm clutch
Tell 'em come, spin my block, tell 'em come
Send them shots
You ain't no shooter
You just tote that chop
You don't want beef
You just want some props
I ain't get touched
How you my opp?
Bitch I'm too sauced
No I don't dance
The glock in my pants the most I might do is the Wu walk
And I know they mad
But please don't act silly
If I spin in a black flag
They gone think I'ma Blicky
Written by: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Bradley "Ghosty" Moss, Ricardo Lamarre, majesty moses
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