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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SleazyWorld Go
Vocals
Beezo
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Isaac
Songwriter
Bishop Grinnage
Songwriter
Louis Bordeaux
Songwriter
Brendan Walsh
Songwriter
Mark a Andrews
Songwriter
Tamir Ruffin
Songwriter
Earl Simmons
Songwriter
Phillip Weatherspoon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beezo
Producer
Non Native
Producer
Eric Stuart
Mixing Engineer
Alec Ness
Mastering Engineer
Louis Bordeaux
Producer
Turbo
Producer
Ronnie Jackson
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Run that back, Turbo
[Chorus]
What they really want from a ****?
What the fuck these **** want from me, huh?
What they really want from a ****?
I feel like I gotta chase a **** down or somethin', the fuck? (Aye, what they want?)
What they really want from a ****?
Aye, what you want from me, what they want from me?
What they really want from a ****?
What they want from me, what they want from me?
What they really want from a ****?
[Verse 1]
.22s, .25s, .380s, 9s (Nina)
.40s, .45s, new gens, all kinds
Choppas and Ks, these bitches go both ways (Shit)
Glock lined his ass up, he got cut but no fade
Sticks, drums, semis, fullies (Huh, come on)
KRISS Vecs, Uzis, TECs (Come on, oh)
5.56, 7.62s (6, 2)
We put shit to bed, leave **** on snooze
We chase shit down, get up close with it (Close with it)
The choppa don't fit, you gotta wear a coat with it (Wear a coat with it)
She ain't no real headhunter if she don't choke with it (If she don't choke with it)
Ask for the dick, now baby, tell me what ya want with it
[Chorus]
What they really want from a ****?
What the fuck these **** want from me, huh?
What they really want from a ****?
I feel like I gotta chase a **** down or somethin', the fuck? (Aye, what they want?)
What they really want from a ****?
Aye, what you want from me, what they want from me?
What they really want from a ****?
What they want from me, what they want from me?
What they really want from a ****?
[Verse 2]
Dawg, what they really want, what they want from me? (What they want from me?)
So many sticks up in these Glocks, feel like we Chinese (Yeah)
Same gen, glizzy twins, these bitches Siamese (Twins)
Spin on a opp in his bitch whip, do 'em like Tyrese (Do 'em like Tyrese)
Do 'em like "Baby Boy," we play with sticks, no joy
Send this shit to the morgue, send this shit to the moon (Moon)
Way we sweep shit up with these Glocks, these bitches worse than broom
Hot ****, feel like I'm Bobby Shmurda, get a **** boomed
See, last opp got caught leavin' the neighborhood store (Come out)
Tryna eat candy, the shots got stuck in his throat
If you up it, better blow, but I'm a shooter, I don't choke (Choke)
We been fuckin' up the opps, this what they want, huh?
[Chorus]
What they really want from a ****?
What the fuck these **** want from me, huh?
What they really want from a ****?
I feel like I gotta chase a **** down or somethin', the fuck? (Aye, what they want?)
What they really want from a ****?
Aye, what you want from me, what they want from me?
What they really want from a ****?
What they want from me, what they want from me?
What they really want from a ****?
Written by: Bishop Grinnage, Brendan Walsh, Chandler Great, Earl Simmons, Joseph Isaac, Louis Bordeaux, Luis Campozano, Mark a Andrews, Phillip Weatherspoon, Tamir Ruffin