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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loe Shimmy
Loe Shimmy
Vocals
Cardo Got Wings
Cardo Got Wings
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr.
Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr.
Composer
Shamar Cox
Shamar Cox
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Denzel "Heartbreak" Richards
Denzel "Heartbreak" Richards
Recording Engineer
808Nate
808Nate
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Harrison Holmes
Harrison Holmes
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Cardogotwings
Cardogotwings
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm paranoid, I'm backing in, I bulletproofed that Bentley
My wrist a brick, I ain't no lick, got switchy on my semi
My bitch so bad, she throwing fits, we go out, spend a twenty
I send a blitz, don't chase no bitch, I'm running to this fetty
Drank too much wok, every time I piss, it come out look like jelly
They send a diss, they made a list, I'm sliming shit like Melly
I'm selling bowls straight out the telly, my right pocket heavy
Want smoke? It's up, these **** duck, hop out the cut like Freddy
[Verse 1]
You want them bowls, then have that bag, just call me when you're ready
She let me fuck, this lil bitch stuck, I put one in her belly
I take yo' life, won't say it twice, you know this shit get deadly
That bulletproof is push to start, won't go like Machiavelli
[Verse 2]
Choppas like the Navy
I roll the dice, I risk my life, but please don't leave me, baby
Big body Benz, I need them M's, that's all I'm chasing lately
They fiending, want that tape to drop, got crack just like the '80s
This bitch so bad, spend racks on her, buy her that new Mercedes
I hit my show, I'm rocking out, won't walk until they pay me
Put that switchy on and put it on 'em, make 'em Milly Rock
**** hating on me, know they doubters, still gon' hit the top
[Chorus]
I'm paranoid, I'm backing in, I bulletproofed that Bentley
My wrist a brick, I ain't no lick, got switchy on my semi
My bitch so bad, she throwing fits, we go out, spend a twenty
I send a blitz, don't chase no bitch, I'm running to this fetty
Drank too much wok, every time I piss, it come out look like jelly
They send a diss, they made a list, I'm sliming shit like Melly
I'm selling bowls straight out the telly, my right pocket heavy
Want smoke? It's up, these **** duck, hop out the cut like Freddy
Written by: Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr., Shamar Cox
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