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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Finesse2tymes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniele Veglia
Songwriter
Darius Henry
Songwriter
Eugenio Palladino
Songwriter
Ricky Hampton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Kornhauser
Mastering Engineer
Clay Perry
Mixing Engineer
G-YARD
Producer
Yung Dee
Producer
Eug
Producer
Jeff Windle
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga
I hit that bitch on her stomach, she screamin', "I'm cummin'"
I snatch up her bonnet, quit running
I come from crack, salami, I used to get head from a junky, I'm just being honest
These niggas talking 'bout they steppin', I'm stompin', I promise if you got a problem then run it
I turn to Sonic for money, I'm comin'
I came up like some motherfuckin' vomit
I came up like some motherfuckin' cruntches
I came up like motherfuckin' hiccup
I put a viper inside of a pick-up
Foot on they neck, nigga can't even get up
Broke the scale, nigga can't even weigh up
12 hundred for the shave and shape up
She ate me up 'fore I went on the stage
I skeet on her face and it fucked up her make up
So, jumped on the Sprinter and rode up a boat
150 a quarter, 400 a O
Nigga was dissin' me when I was jailin'
That shit ain't gangster, nigga, you a hoe
Ain't no opinion, nigga that's a fact
That shit that you just dropped, it was wack
Your shooter a leach, your nigga a sucker
You a bitch and your-
My label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability
Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me
Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me
They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off
The label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability
Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me
Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me
They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off
And there's water on me all the way to my feet, when I'm walking it look like I sail off
Yesterday, I was fiending for a white bitch had me trying to knock Iggy Azalea off
I'll shoot a missile at Coco or some', all this ice on my teeth, so I know she gon' fuck with me
Kick her straight out the spot, I ain't got no feelings
Bitches thinking I box, I don't kick it
Yeah, I'm giving it to niggas like donations
Bitch wanna see me like she got me on probation
All these police-ass niggas, they watching my pages
They want me under investigation
They'll see you do better, and they make them hate you
They won't even tell you congratulations
I'm a boss, but I don't give out applications
I don't fuck with nobody, I'm masturbating
Rather lock the finesse set, the baguette set, Vapor Max is how I'm doin' it
I just landed in first class, she was bad, so I pulled off with the stewardess
If you talking nonsense, I don't understand, but I speak money fluently
Uncle Willy how I'm barbecuing
100K every Friday, nigga
100K every Saturday, nigga
FNG, I'm the chairman, nigga
Yeah, I was a diamond in the dirt now they can see my clarity nigga
My main bitch, Creole and Indian
My side bitch Arabic, nigga
I'm fly as a Baltimore Raven, and I just landed in Maryland, nigga
The label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability
Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me
Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me
They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off
The label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability
Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me
Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me
They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off
They were calling it jail talk (they were calling it jail talk)
They were calling it jail talk (they were calling it jail talk)
They were calling it jail talk (they were calling it jail talk)
(They were calling it jail talk)
Writer(s): Cubeatz, Ricky Hampton, Darius Henry Jr.
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