Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BABYKIRA
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Akira Lynch
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Angelo Imani
Producer
Diem
Producer
Lyrics
Free like the bird, focus on the wheel
Two when I drive, one for a feel
Window for the air, the devil got legs
I loaded up the piece, cuz we ain’t piecing shit
I was breaking bad, way before the show
DD had the Bentley, now I want the Rolls
Stuntin like my daddy, playing with the hoes
Gotta look both ways for the back door
Tell em I got it, tell em I got it, tell em I got it, tell em I got it
Tell em I got it, tell em I got it, tell em I got it, tell em I got it
Tell em I got it, (tell em I), tell I em got it, tell em I got it, (tell em I, tell em I), tell em I got it, tell em I got it, (tell em I)
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You took a lil trip overseas
I ain’t have to go that far, I just found out I don’t need you
I’m throwing mud on all your feet, how the fuck I clean up nice when you’re throwing dirt on me?
Ice in my hand, I don’t have to dance, I don’t fuck round play with a hoe
I’m staying in the city, she was in the country, but she was my best friend hoe
I’m talking bout the 40, pop out with your shordie, I get that bitch lit at the show,
These **** want me die, they praying on my life, they praying on my down fall
(Shut the fuck up bitch)
Tell em I got it, Tell em I got it, Tell em I got it, Tell em I got it
Tell em I got it, Tell em I got it, Tell em I got it, Tell em I got it
Written by: Antonio Akira Lynch