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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kuttem Reese
Kuttem Reese
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Williams
Anthony Williams
Composer
Stokeley Goulbourne
Stokeley Goulbourne
Composer
Christopher Fizer
Christopher Fizer
Composer
Trevor Claude Baj
Trevor Claude Baj
Composer
Isaac Allwine
Isaac Allwine
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Made
Chris Made
Producer
Trevbaj
Trevbaj
Producer
IkE
IkE
Producer
Kyle Denmead
Kyle Denmead
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Pussy idiot
Look what you done did, you done started war
Gotta hide my heart from my thoughts, 'cause now my mind at war
I can make them choppas shoot at once, like they all in chorus
Black forces, tying them bitches tight when I'm applying force
[Verse 1]
Sensei, come through kickin' shit, just like I'm sensei
Handshakes, old friends bit the hand that fed him
So I don't do handshakes
Bitch, I want you, bitch, I want your friend
What your friend say?
**** lose his top he come through spinning
Where my kids stay?
[Verse 2]
I gotta go get Getback
What's the addy? Where his man stay?
I'ma spin it Monday, do it Tuesday, and on Wednesday
I don't give no fucks, I want him dead by this Wednesday
Funeral on Saturday, want him buried where his man's lay
[Verse 3]
I ain't going to step or doing shit without my black forces
Caught him in the back it made me mad, I coulda bagged, shorty
I'ma spare you, not because your mama, 'cause your dad, shorty
Don't you drop a diss, I'm changing quick, we on your ass, shorty
[Chorus]
Pussy idiot
Look what you done did, you done started war
Gotta hide my heart from my thoughts 'cause now my mind at war
I can make them choppas shoot at once, like they all in chorus
Black forces, tying them bitches tight when I'm applying force
[Verse 4]
Yuh, okay
Like of course, been applying force like I'm Obiwan
I be geeked, these **** be sweet, they be Honeybun
Keep it cordial, you're gon' make a mother miss another son
You a lick, you a tongue, you'll tell 'cause you your fathers son
[Verse 5]
Itty bitty boy talking 'bout he step
We step on you peon
See Reese in the cut with the cutter if he tote that shit than your ass done
We toting them just for fun
With smoke, we fill his lungs
He fucked with us, he's six feet deep
Never ever gon' see the sun
[Verse 6]
I'm in this bitch with chrome hearts over my Teflon
Not to mention, under that, they found my weapon
Freddy Krueger, how I act when I be slept on
Black air forces like a bug your **** stepped on
[Chorus]
Aye, pussy idiot
Look what you done did, you done started war
Gotta hide my heart from my thoughts 'cause now my mind at war
I can make them choppas shoot at once, like they all in chorus
Black forces, tying them bitches tight when I'm applying force
Written by: Anthony Williams, Christopher Fizer, Isaac Allwine, Stokeley Goulbourne, Trevor Claude Baj
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