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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PayUp
PayUp
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Imonte Ford
Imonte Ford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ty Rawse
Ty Rawse
Producer
Jake Vicious
Jake Vicious
Mastering Engineer
Vault Studio
Vault Studio
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh I oh I oh I
Might have to slide on them ****
Pull up and ride on them ****
Is you gon' die for your **** Willin' to die for your ****
Keep me a solid lil' hitta
Shawty gon' calm my lil temper
Come through and vibe with your ****
Come catch a vibe with your killer
Now that that Guap gettin' bigger Now that that guap gettin' bigger
They watchin' my pockets get thicker Young **** stackin' them figures
Ready to squeeze on them triggers
Focus on the money get the bread right yeah
40 stop a **** like a redlight yeah
I ain't finna stop if a fed right there
Got love for the shawty cause her head right yeah
Purpin' on the family wind up dead like that
We gon' catch you slippin' you ain't made like that
Never one that's runnin' from a fade I bet You gon' be the one to end up laid out here
She rub my temple before I blank
In the pussy talkin' better days
Reconstruction tryna better ways
Stackin' chips like Chinese Lays
Stressin' then it's time to hit the flaze I been smokin' since tha talk was haze
Kush N' OJ while I blaze Always talk to God I gotta pray
Might have to slide on them ****
Pull up and ride on them ****
Is you gon' die for your **** Willin' to die for your ****
Keep me a solid lil' hitta
Shawty gon' calm my lil temper
Come through and vibe with your ****
Come catch a vibe with your killer
Now that that Guap gettin' bigger Now that that guap gettin' bigger
They watchin' my pockets get thicker Young **** stackin' them figures
Ready to squeeze on them triggers
Money gettin' thicker as a **** get smarter
First plan ain't work gotta go a lil' harder
Do right by my people so we all cool to barter
Don't have to do nothin' I won't assumptions
Work for myself automatically punched in
Know how it sounds when tha mags keep on jumpin
End of the time hear the sounds of the trumpet
You know I ain't lyin' don't act like I'm lunchin'
You talk like a killer but is you willin' to take it there
Facing consequences of twenty-five to life in there
Steppin' for the crowd already tellin' me you ain't it
Missing every target can you tell me if the mission clear
Hittin' any women and children then you should get the chair
We can tell you truly ain't wanna slide you really scared
Probably should've stayed inside cause now you gotta deal
With a young **** that's really finna send you upstairs
Might have to slide on them ****
Pull up and ride on them ****
Is you gon' die for your **** Willin' to die for your ****
Keep me a solid lil' hitta
Shawty gon' calm my lil temper
Come through and vibe with your ****
Come catch a vibe with your killer
(Come catch a VYBE)
Written by: Imonte Ford
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