Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carter Jared Reid
Carter Jared Reid
Songwriter
Sam Makepeace
Sam Makepeace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carter Jared Reid
Carter Jared Reid
Engineer

Lyrics

Look
Uh-oh
Looks like this person has been infected with Shit Idiot Brain Fungus
(This is my intellectual property)
(I love you Pink Reid)
I make music, my soul
Make music, lose control (bitch, I'ma lose it)
If I don't see bands I'ma go (bitch, I'ma go then)
(Yeah, yeah)
Reid be the best, I know (Pink Reid)
AP on me, like I'm Sebring
AP- AP on me, like I'm Sebring
My bitch- My bitch- My bitch on me, she give me good brain (Sloppy toppy)
This be Sebring's Finest, stay in yo' lane
Look
Pockets fat, pockets way too fat (they way too fat) (phew)
Trap god, trap my habitat (That's really where I be at) (bow)
Block spinnin' like a laundromat (did you see what I did there?)
Steppin' on 'em like a welcome mat (welcome mat)
Pew
Reid be the best, I already know it
If I get a verse I don't want I can throw it
Brand new whip, be a convertible
I ain't hearin' no disses 'cause I never heard of you
Through the word of mouth
I got all the clout
You talk- you talk way too much
Got the whole crew movin' up, never stuck
You throw shade but your game's out of touch
I make music, my soul
Make music, lose control (bitch, I'ma lose it)
If I don't see bands I'ma go (bitch, I'ma go then)
(Yeah, yeah)
Reid be the best, I know (Pink Reid)
AP on me, like I'm Sebring
AP- AP on me, like I'm Sebring
My bitch- My bitch- My bitch on me, she give me good brain (Sloppy toppy)
This be Sebring's Finest, stay in yo' lane
Written by: Pink AP On Me Like Sebring Reid, Sam 3AM GANG WillBeGreat
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