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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
mgk
mgk
Vocals
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Vocals
Sam Zelaya p/k/a “ZZZ”
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colson Baker
Colson Baker
Lyrics
Michael Lamar White IV
Michael Lamar White IV
Lyrics
Gianluca Berluti
Gianluca Berluti
Composer
Igor Mamet
Igor Mamet
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
80 Root
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Matthew Testa
Matthew Testa
Mixing Engineer
Shaan Singh
Shaan Singh
Recording Engineer
Igor "LiveTouch" Mamet
Igor "LiveTouch" Mamet
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
When I die, leave my chains on
Well, I'm alive, I rolled it, light it, smoke it, get me high, but that's just how I brainstorm
Ain't this what we made for?
Light blunt jump on a cloud and then I fly away and I can make it rainstorm
I been up, this day four, choppin' up cocaine more
Pullin' out in that Wraith car, pistol in the side door
What you feel alive for? This ain't what we cry for
This ain't what we die for
Keep a missile, that's my side arm
Leave out the crib in all black with a mask got me feelin' like Christian Bale
I gotta cross out the faces on pictures 'cause everyone dead or end up in jail
Fuckin' this bitch from the back, but I won't say her name 'cause I do not kiss and tell
Know that I'm heaven sent, but off the medicine, bitch, I might just give 'em hell
[Chorus]
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
Don't got time for this, on my mind for this
Too one-sided, bitch
And I see both sides of shit
It's for life with this, it's on sight with this
We got sights for this, got my stripes from this
[Verse 2]
When I die put my gang on, they know where my grave goin'
Bury me back in Cleveland inside the coffin, sleepin' with the fangs on
I'm a real demon, keep a chainsaw, might fuck this bitch with my chains on
Don't ever let the money change y'all, I was high as fuck in the ozone
She was high as fuck off the unknown, she gon' blow like a trombone
We gon' let off the drum roll, that's a drum solo
Anemic with the shit, a heater with the shit
I'm hittin' like I'm Derek Jeter with the shit
I'm sleepin' with the shit, I'm paranoid, keep me a reaper with the shit
They creepin' with the shit
I'm geekin' off the shit, I'm tweakin' off the shit
I chop a line and then I eat it off a bitch
I'm mafioso with the meetings in this bitch
They prayin' I don't got my demons in this bitch
Shawty fuck and suck the semen off my dick
I'm a demon child, real heathen in this bitch
They want the smoke, bring the heat like a BIC
Ice on my neck, turn the heat on, lil' bitch
I could start up the car with the key to this shit
You ain't wanna be down, why agree to this shit?
Fuck the world, want it all, I'm a greedy lil' bitch
Big Redd got the sauce, baked ziti, lil' bitch
[Chorus]
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
Don't got time for this, on my mind for this
Too one-sided, bitch
And I see both sides of shit
It's for life with this, it's on sight with this
We got sights for this, got my stripes from this
Written by: Colson Baker, Gianluca Berluti, Igor "LiveTouch" Mamet, Michael Lamar White IV
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