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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sha Gz
Sha Gz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jarad Higgins
Jarad Higgins
Songwriter
Stokeley Goulbourne
Stokeley Goulbourne
Songwriter
Eric Wall
Eric Wall
Songwriter
Shavar Williams
Shavar Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southmadethis
Southmadethis
Producer
Soumadethis
Soumadethis
Producer

Lyrics

Spin the 3rd, tryna catch me a Rolla (Catch me a Rolla)
Oh, he lackin'? Run him over (Run him over)
Fuck the Sev' block, I'm the owner (I'm the owner)
I'm smokin' on dead opps, ain't no floaters
He tryna run, but I click and it's over
Oh, he wit' his kid? Then I'm kickin' his stroller (Kickin' his kid)
Fuck a drive-by, I'ma get closer (Like get on yo' shit)
Dougie got shot, now he shakin' his shoulders (Die 5s)
Know that I'm smokin' on Notti, y'all fessed (Y'all fessed)
Aye, yo, DD, you next (Line up)
When I bend through the 'Hill, bitch, I'm looking for rec' (Like gimme yo' shit)
Like-like, I'ma leave that lil' boy on his neck
Fuck Bobby, that **** died on the steps
Fuck Dotty, he put himself right to rest
Like, EDot got put right to bed (Bed like what?)
Like, he shot his self in his head
How y'all smokin' on **** y'all don't even know?
Now, it's chrome
Oh, my God, we smokin' y'all bros (Get off our dick)
And tell Naz to pick up the phone, tha-that's a no
Spin through the Sev', tryna catch him and go
Like, I-I'm tryna up it and blow
He can't run once I shoot through the coat (Like what?)
He, he gon' die once he mention my bros (Like what? Like)
I can't love on no thot, I can't link wit' no thot (No thot)
Like, I-I don't trust none of that shit (None of that shit)
Like, I don't care about none of that shit (None of that shit)
Like, give a fuck about none of that shit (None of that shit)
Like, he really rap what he not (What he not)
I'm tryna shoot till he drop (At all, at all)
Oh, he thinkin' it's sweet? I'ma knock off his top (Like, grrah, grrah)
When I spin through the Sev, I'ma dump every shot
Spin the 3rd, tryna catch me a roller (Catch me a Rolla)
Oh, he lackin'? Run him over (Run him over)
Fuck the Sev' block, I'm the owner (I'm the owner)
I'm smokin' on dead opps, ain't no floaters
He tryna run, but I click and it's over
Oh, he wit' his kid? Then I'm kickin' his stroller (Kickin' his stroller)
Fuck a drive-by, I'ma get closer (Get on yo' shit)
Dougie got shot, now he shakin' his shoulders (Like, ah, like, ah)
Written by: Eric Wall, Jarad Higgins, Sha Gz, Shavar Williams, Stokeley Goulbourne
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