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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Scoom89
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Asyrion Hogan
Songwriter
Yousef Judeh
Songwriter
Vladimir Dorokhov
Songwriter
Matvey Grishichev
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rockabye
Producer
Yousef Judeh
Producer
Sinful
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Grrt, grrt, come here (Judeh Productions)
You know how the fuck we comin', we bouncin' out on ****
Yeah (Grr)
We chasin' shit, that's all we doin', we chasin' ****
That's all (Yeah), don't trip and fall 'cause Lil Jeff gon', "Ooh, my bad" (Come here)
[Chorus]
Uh, take off, I got wheel, if I get caught, then I ain't gon' never squeal (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bounce out on them drills, we tryna hop out, catch one, overkill (Come here, come here)
Been want me up in Cali to live like a rapper, but I'm too deep in the field (Too deep in the field)
We in a big-ass crib and I'm eatin' noodles, don't care, this shit get real (This shit get real)
Just got purple, pour that up (Pour that up)
Call your brother, don't give no fuck (Don't give no fuck)
Switches and Dracs when we ride through the 'Raq too fast, we in that 'Rango truck (Grr)
Damn, what the fuck? His shit left open, dumbass should've ducked (Duck)
The opps had rode right past and they ain't do shit, my gun was right there tucked (It was right there tucked)
Bad hoes, big cribs, that's how we livin' (That's how I'm livin')
Fuck rap, don't care about no deal, still in the trenches (Still in the trenches)
Bounce out, walk up with them switches (Come here)
Bitch, stop playin' 'fore you be missin'
7.62, 5.56, two-threes is what that boy was kissin' (Grr)
Ain't gon' go, can't bring my pistol (Can't bring my pistol)
Phew, phew, phew, blew like a whistle (Like a whistle)
Eat dick with no hands, mouth full of slob, lil' bitch, go get some tissues (Go get a tissue)
I'm in Cali fuckin' with Signal (Signal)
Drop that bag, killers come get you (Come get you)
Gravediggers, real-deal pallbearers'll have your mama miss you (Mama miss you)
[Bridge]
Come here, you know how we bouncin' out
Come here, come here
[Chorus]
Uh, take off, I got wheel, if I get caught, then I ain't gon' never squeal (Skrrt)
Bounce out on them drills, we tryna hop out, catch one, overkill (Come here, come here)
Been want me up in Cali to live like a rapper, but I'm too deep in the field (Too deep in the field)
We in a big-ass crib and I'm eatin' noodles, don't care, this shit get real (This shit get real)
Just got purple, pour that up (Pour that up)
Call your brother, don't give no fuck (Don't give no fuck)
Switches and Dracs when we ride through the 'Raq too fast, we in that 'Rango truck (Grr)
Damn, what the fuck? His shit left open, dumbass should've ducked (Dummy, duck)
The opps had rode right past and they ain't do shit, my gun was right there tucked (Right there tucked)
Bad hoes, big cribs, that's how we livin' (That's how I'm livin')
Fuck rap, don't care about no deal, still in the trenches (Still in the trenches)
Bounce out, walk up with them switches (Come here, come here)
Bitch, stop playin' 'fore you be missin' (Grr)
7.62, 5.56, two-threes is what that boy was kissin' (Grrah, grrah)
Ain't gon' go, can't bring my pistol (Wanna bring my pistol)
Phew, phew, phew, blew like a whistle (Blew like a whistle)
Eat dick with no hands, mouth full of slob, lil' bitch, go get some tissues (Go get some tissues)
I'm in Cali fuckin' with Signal (Uh, Signal)
Drop that bag, killers come get you (They'll come at you)
Gravediggers, real-deal pallbearers'll have your mama miss you (Come here, come here)
Written by: Asyrion Hogan, Matvey Grishichev, Vladimir Dorokhov, Yousef Judeh