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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Logic
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Metcalfe
Kyle Metcalfe
Songwriter
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Songwriter
Arjun Ivatury
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
6ix
6ix
Producer
Bobby Campbell
Bobby Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Kyle Metcalfe
Kyle Metcalfe
Additional Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Postman
Postman
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, aye
Day one, day one, day one
This for my day ones, fuck about a fake one
Smokin' that one to one till it's all done
And Post give me that good shit
In Atlanta, wish a motherfucker would, shit
Uh, hotter than Teflon, sippin' liquor with Efron
Sippin' liquor with Zac in the back of the green room
Yeah, that's me and my team room, aye
Me and Khalifa done hit like a million cities, got a million bitties
Wishin' they could get in but they can't
Soon as they see me, they faint
Feel like Mick Jagger in '76, huh
Got 'em all on my dick
Bobby Boy bringin' that kick like Kung Fu Kenny, not many can fuck with me
A lot of you fuck with me, and I'm grateful they stuck with me, like yeah
[Verse 2]
Aye, one to the one, come get it done, know I never run
Motherfucker finna run and get the gun
When they hear that boy spittin', they shittin' themselves
Like, "Oh my God, I need a witness for what I just witnessed
I think I need witness protection"
No, I can't fuck with injections
Yeah, that's just me and my section
Feel like someone done gave me an injection
[Verse 3]
Forty-four, four-four, forty-four, four
I'm comin' to kill this, I'm bringin' the illest
Why you think they feel us? I know
Give a fuck 'bout your feelings, I know
Make a killin' and willin' I know
I get bills like I'm William, I know
Bitch, I get that money when I flow on a need-to-know basis
All you **** is basic
Watchin' every single move I make like you just got that LASIK, but you all on that fake shit
One time comin' for the boy, like woo
Comin' for the boy, like ee
Everybody want a little bit of the way that I do it, they do it, but not like me
[Verse 4]
Bitch, I got the gang with me, watch 'em bang with me, watch 'em bang with me, like uh
No, it ain't the same with me since I changed, fuckin' with the fame got me like, huh
Everybody want a little bit of the boy, but nowadays, they just can't fuck with me
I could give a motherfuck about the rap game, the game, the game, now I'm finally free
[Outro]
Tell me who fuckin' with me?
6ix on the beat is like God on the beat
Pardon my ego, there he go thinkin' he God on the beat
Y'all know I'm rhymin' elite
My rhymin' don't never deplete
Fuck are they rhymin' about?
I'ma rap till I can't even speak
Written by: Arjun Ivatury, Kyle Metcalfe, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
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