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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yvngin
Yvngin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Gutierrez
Gabriel Gutierrez
Composer
Bryan Andrew Bartley
Bryan Andrew Bartley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mohammed "Mo" Bayoumi
Mohammed "Mo" Bayoumi
Producer

Lyrics

Okay since you came I can show you how to play
Everybody on the way, we going outta state
Yeah we going cross the water n we goin out the country
Yeah my pockets way too deep she wanna jump in it get sturdy
They do it for the gram
I do it for the fam
How you bite hand
That tried to give you help
(Hit the door and don’t come back knocking)
(My crib got a gate with the alligators watching)
(It’s a turnover!)
 What’s the play let’s switch it
You know that I’m running out of benches
If you don’t hit out the park, over the fence
Then you get suspended
Can’t forget to mention
How I was writing melodies in the sky club
I could never be not focused never mind stuck
Since a Yvngin I was such a lil rascal
It’s so funny never had to eat my Brussel sprouts
I always got a A+
Don’t know what you on
I’ve been tryna stay away
Now I’m on my own
I can’t make the same mistake
And this wrist two tone
Baby you should see the face
Now I’m too far gone
think I need another drank
Yea I’m fucked up
Damn baby yea
I’m fucked up
I’m too fried
I’m lit
I’m faded off that gas
She just asked
For a hit
Too my homie ima pass
If she act on
I do it for the fam
they do it for the bitches
I was Standing on ten toes
yea we stand on bidness
stacking up my checks
Man im goated counting up these chickens
Looking at my wrist see the water and the way I whip it
2 door gti and it’s white with the windows tinted
No cap in my rap that’s how you know
I been independent
Working on myself and what I got
I been recollecting
Keep the Bruce up on me
And it’s banging call it lethal weapon
Okay since you came I can show you how to play
Everybody on the way, we going outta state
Yeah we going cross the water n we goin out the country
Yeah my pockets way too deep she wanna jump in it get sturdy
They do it for the gram
I do it for the fam
How you bite hand
That tried to give you help
(Hit the door and don’t come back knocking)
(My crib got a gate with the alligators watching)
Written by: Bryan Andrew Bartley, Gabriel Gutierrez
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