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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ola Runt
Vocals
Bankroll Got It
Programming
Hollo
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaree Jackson Jr.
Composer
Lamarcus Deron Robertson Jr.
Composer
Taylor Banks
Composer
Joel Banks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bankroll Got It
Producer
Hollo
Producer
Christopher Martinez
Recording Engineer
Triggmixedit
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
First day out the feds, monitor on my leg
He tried to run, tried to hide, they still found him dead
Caught a opp **** on the yard, you know I had him scared
And please don't ask my favorite color, all I see is red
Strapped up like the gun show, my new shooter 3-0
And I'm so 5, I told my son he don't gotta be 4
And **** know I've been a bossman way before Dlow
And **** know my hood been hot way before Cheetos
[Verse 1]
And **** don't know who you killed, who the fuck you rolled?
Y'all **** been reppin' on that body, but that **** told
Y'all **** been speaking on lil' robber, oh, y'all **** bold
And 'bout lil' Cam, that's on my mama, I'ma count 'em on my toes
We caught five bodies in one summer, turned the summer cold
Doing all that talking 'bout what you did, but boy, that shit was old
We out performing in the car while y'all was doing shows
I got a Kriss Vec' sittin' in my clip, it switch on every pose
I got that AR-15 on me, I call it Pat Mahomes
That **** got smoked, turned to a pack, he wasn't even strong
**** sneak dissing, riding droptop SS Camero
Told 'em stop snitchin'
He all on IG with a Glock, he still got popped wit' it
My life a movie, call it Thug Life with no Pac in it
I took the whole church to the priest 'cause we can't stop sinning
Put a shiesty mask on my lil' **** and he going drill
****, I just touchdown, do my dance, on 'em like Tyreek Hill
He got back-doored by the Drac like he was Metro Boomin
Yeah, he got locked up for that shit, but I still got 'em still
**** got face shot with that brr, we gon' get him killed
****, I ain't a rapper, I just be turning up on instrumentals
[Chorus]
First day out the feds, monitor on my leg
He tried to run, tried to hide, they still found him dead
Caught a opp **** on the yard, you know I had him scared
And please don't ask my favorite color, all I see is red
Strapped up like the gun show, my new shooter 3-0
And I'm so 5, I told my son he don't gotta be 4
And **** know I've been a bossman way before Dlow
And **** know my hood been hot way before Cheetos
Written by: Jaree Jackson Jr., Joel Banks, Lamarcus Deron Robertson Jr., Taylor Banks