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PERFORMING ARTISTS
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Songwriter
Aaron Butler
Aaron Butler
Songwriter
Oscar Braojos Garcia
Oscar Braojos Garcia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tymaz
Tymaz
Producer
FlexOnTheBeat
FlexOnTheBeat
Producer
Kevin “No Credit” Spencer
Mixing Engineer
Khaya "Macxsn" Gilika
Khaya "Macxsn" Gilika
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Flexin') Hop out with that pipe, run him down, he a bitch Uncle doin' life Never broke never bent (flexin' on that bitch, hold up) Niggas think 'cause I'm rich I won't pull up with that stick Niggas think I'm a Crip 'cause I don't too much fuck with Bloods To keep it real, nigga, they don't too much fuck with us Yo, youngin doin' time Probably think he can't be touched, riddle me this Wock' pints blues or that fent', niggas be sick I locked the whole town sellin' nicks, get you a brick A wise man once told me "It only take one, why you always four deep?" Me and my youngin, all that nigga know is fast-forward '21 track, I just paid cash for it Fed case pendin', that's why I ain't got no passport You ain't gotta steal, baby, you can ask for it From the bottom of my heart, I wanna see you win 'Cause if I can't, if I can't If I can't tell you wrong, I am not a friend 'cause This a Double M, not a regular Benz truck Fell out with my main thing, still the same thing Nobody wanna compromise, nobody wanna change Quarter-million watch on, watch on You could have everything, but I'm gone Pack my shit and leave a bitch, bye I done seen too many real niggas 6ix-9ine And your pride in the way, youngin died in a way If you ain't 42, you a five in the making Everybody goin' crazy, why you wanna have a kid? Instead of goin' through so much, baby, I'm just tryna live I told you that I'm for real, gon' forever hold you down Told you to relax, I respect what you was on Yeah, gon' free my uncle, I just gotta call I don't care if I was who was gon' take that paid call Two-hundred-thousand, need to shoot, made that M, nigga I'm him, nigga, I don't really fuck with them niggas Fell out with my main thing, still the same thing Nobody wanna compromise, nobody wanna change Quarter-million watch on, watch on You could have everything, but I'm sick
Writer(s): Dion Marquise Hayes, Aaron Butler, Oscar Braojos Garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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