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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Vocals
Chris King
Chris King
Vocals
FOREVER ANTi PoP
FOREVER ANTi PoP
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elliot Trent
Elliot Trent
Songwriter
Kenji Yamamoto
Kenji Yamamoto
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White IV
Michael Lamar White IV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
12Hunna
12Hunna
Producer
DJ Flippp
DJ Flippp
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
DJ Flare, make that money flip
[Verse 2]
Ooh, oh, I
Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Ah, Rack City, countin' up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone
Rocket got them pints full of low
[Verse 4]
Chris got the rocket, he gon' blow
Murder what she wrote
We came through and took their soul
She want that dick then she get boned
[Verse 5]
Rack City, blowin' dope
Bitch, she off the molly and the coke, coke
Bitch, you want touch then you get poked, poked
Bitch, roam my hood like the pope, pope, bitch
[Verse 6]
They thought I was dead but I'm still alive
Just needed time to relax, bitch
I just needed time, now I'm back, bitch
The money comin' faster than it ever did
[Verse 7]
Please play this at my funeral
If I die tomorrow
Tell my mama that I'm sorry for the life I chose
(Mama, I'm sorry) This the life I chose
(This the life for me)
[Verse 8]
Nobody loves me but me
Nobody loves me but me
I fucked my girl last week
Told her get on her knees
Then she sucked on my D
Then that bitch hit the streets
She ain't fuckin' with me
[Verse 9]
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
[Verse 10]
Brrraaah! I see more tombstones than the undertaker
Yeah, yeah, and if we fuck now we can't cuddle later
The chopper make roaches scatter
Fuck a huddle breaker
This MAC, I aim it at your face, I cannot make up
[Verse 11]
Brrraaah! I got them pounds and that ain't from Jamaica (Nah ah ah)
This thing I'm shootin', fuck up God's creation
Ah, you the best, who am I replacin'?
Ha! Oh, that's a vest? Well, it's your mind I'm aimed at
[Verse 12]
Scars of love from warfare with automatics
Bullets burn like lava
Chopper spittin' volcanic
Codeine and Percocets
Spin the kidney and a liver
Stupid bitch fucked me over
I get it, I still miss her, woah
[Verse 13]
Ah, Rack City, countin' up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone
Written by: Trippie Redd

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