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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pressa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quinton Gardner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse Koch
Producer
Kenny Koch
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Switches with the Glocks out
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out
Hunnid 'round on the drums with these racks we gon' rock out
I been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "Fuck five!"
My lil' brother in the cage, screamin', "Fuck five!"
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out
They ain't give me nothin', so I figured it out
So I figured it out
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just made a new bag, now they watchin'
Cro came home from prison on parole, and still ain't goin' for nothin'
Draco on me, I ain't goin' for nothin', uh, yeah, uh
He gon' pour 4 in Sprite, sippin' every night
Sittin' in that cell every night till the lights go out
Diamonds hit, no lights on, tryin' different shit, livin' life now
Fast car, can't slow down
Duckin' from the feds, I can't go now
Ain't got no love for a ****, he can't come around
If they ever think 'bout takin' you get gun down, you get gun down
[Chorus]
Switches with the Glocks out
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out
Hunnid 'round on the drums with these racks we gon' rock out
I been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "Fuck five!"
My lil' brother in the cage, screamin', "Fuck five!"
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out
They ain't give me nothin', so I figured it out
So I figured it out
[Verse 2]
They tryna leave me for dead, but I figured it out
Mama see me on the TV, now they sick of me now
I put 30 in the Glock, now I'm dickin' it down
He tried to undercut the plug, now he under the ground
And I grew up on murder, get the highest amount
Ah, tell me, why they scared when we come around?
Six shots in the revolver, this the minimum round
Run in your crib, then we in and we out
Used to be gang, now we enemies now
She say that she loves me, it don't last long
A thousand bows, tryna stay low like a Mazda
One thing 'bout Press, he take the top 'n go Alaska
Lil' Cro, he do him in the party 'cause he masked up
[Chorus]
Switches with the Glocks out
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out
Hunnid 'round on the drums with these racks we gon' rock out
I been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "Fuck five!"
My lil' brother in the cage, screamin', "Fuck five!"
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out
They ain't give me nothin', so I figured it out
So I figured it out
Written by: Quinton Gardner
