Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wacotron
Performer
Juicy J
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hayden Tree
Composer
Jordan Houston
Composer
Katron Dreyshun Marshall
Composer
Lyrics
Aye, like that, aye, like that
Drop smoking Texas they ain’t know it was a blessing
And I’m out the blue but on the cool it was a lesson
I came in here rawthentic just in case you second guessing
And John showed us ordinary people can be legends
Aye, I got my ice on, and my hat back,
I remember being broke, had to scratch back,
there was straight drops, and some crack saks
when the point scene, I'ma snatch that,
The size of the muzzle hold the size of a taquito
Get wack like a mosquito just for trynna be a hero
My tolerance on zero don’t let that go to your ego
Go tell em it be tragic with this magic oladipo
Now if you give me a minute I can share some game with you
Make sure that you can trust them **** who done came with you
It gotta be the one that’s down to hit a stain with you
And never hesitate when it be time to
AYE…
I told Lucci don’t forget nobody who done played with you
Go buy a couple coats for who was in the rain with you
Was never jimmy butler but I been a made ****
I slung so many rocks I swear I could’ve played pitcher
Aye, I got my ice on, and my hat back,
I remember being broke, had to scratch back,
there was straight drops, and some crack saks
when the point scene, I'ma snatch that,
Aye, I got my ice on, and my hat back,
I remember being broke, had to scratch back,
there was straight drops, and some crack saks
when the point scene, I'ma snatch that,
[Juicy J]
Let's go get this bread, I got an appetite
Count it up, a hundred million still ain't satisfied
Get it poppin', all my soldiers got that rapid fire
I was somewhere in Dubai, that's my alibi
Life's a gamble, but don't ever trust the snake eyes
Shit don't happen overnight, you gotta take it time
Richard Mille, and I left that bitch playing Jane
I like all my money blue, my pockets gang, bang
This for all my trap **** in the chain, gang
Do they time and come back home and do the same thing
No matter what you got, get the sack
I remember being broke and I ain't never going back
Aye, I got my ice on, and my hat back,
I remember being broke, had to scratch back,
there was straight drops, and some crack saks
when the point scene, I'ma snatch that,
Written by: Hayden Tree, Jordan Houston, Katron Dreyshun Marshall