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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doodie Lo
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LAM
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
I'm a lit ****
Bald head rich ****, you's a bitch ****
10K on a fit ****
I got them bricks, ****
I'm a rapper, but I'll still hit a lick, ****
Body bag a ****, all you hear is zip, ****
You could call us Jesse White how we flip ****
And my pockets full of blues like my Crip ****
Run in your house and take your shit like I'm the Grinch, ****
Not gon' argue about no bitch, I ain't no simp, ****
[Verse 1]
I put my city on my back, I got my clique with me
That **** tweakin' on the net, foe'nem gon' get busy
You love that bitch, that bitch a rat, she fucked about six ****
You bought her big titties, I bought like ten switches
Could kill 'bout six ****, my killers still spinnin'
Took a loss, I'm still winnin'
Spent the M, I'm still spinnin'
Drink a pint, I'm a real gremlin
These hoes can't deal with me, if we ain't fuck, can't chill with me, stupid bitch
[Chorus]
I'm a lit ****
Bald head rich ****, you's a bitch ****
10K on a fit ****
I got them bricks, ****
I'm a rapper, but I'll still hit a lick, ****
Body bag a ****, all you hear is zip, ****
You could call us Jesse White how we flip ****
And my pockets full of blues like my Crip ****
Run in your house and take your shit like I'm the Grinch, ****
Not gon' argue about no bitch, I ain't no simp, ****
[Verse 2]
I'm Big Lo, just drop lo, you want smoke? We at your front door
No backdoor, that's facts, bro, this ain't no cap though
Finesse her, my fat ho, she gettin' tax, bro
She breakin' bread, she keep me fed, I'm gettin' fat though, finesse
I been runnin' up a check, Audemar with Patek
I'ma pop it till my death, I'ma drop him for respect
And we playin' with a vet, we be sprayin', make a mess
And when you aim it, hit that chest, ****
He wish he had that vest on, they tired of gettin' stepped on
Remember I was slept on, went to war with the best of 'em
Treat these **** like my stepsons
They play with me, I'll put a check on him
[Chorus]
I'm a lit ****
Bald head rich ****, you's a bitch ****
10K on a fit ****
I got them bricks, ****
I'm a rapper, but I'll still hit a lick, ****
Body bag a ****, all you hear is zip, ****
You could call us Jesse White how we flip ****
And my pockets full of blues like my Crip ****
Run in your house and take your shit like I'm the Grinch, ****
Not gon' argue about no bitch, I ain't no simp, ****
[Outro]
Run in your house, take your shit, ****, free all the guys, bitch