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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Ray Stevenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
d.a. got that dope
Producer
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Recording Engineer
Samantha Henry
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Da-got-tha-dope
Mm-mm
Yeah, mm-mm
Aye
[PreChorus]
Big stepper on the block, big Smith & Wesson (Whoa)
Heavy metal on the waist, chrome heart weapon (Pow)
Shoot it out, change your life all in one second (Pop)
Take your bitch, she decide in two seconds (Peow)
[Verse 1]
I keep it fresh, she admire my effervescence
But I can't trust that bitch, ****, I learned my lesson (Nah)
Enemies clickin' up, **** feel threatened (Psh)
These **** pressed for pussy, I am not stressin' (Never)
My theme song all about the Benjamins, pepper (Pepper)
Shake that ass, move your cheek to the beat, baby (Baby)
D.A, sprinkle dope on the beat, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a junkie, I'm a fiend on the bean, yeah, yeah
K-I-N-G murder everything
Cheatin' on her when I had to come and fuck Spring (Woo)
Summer's mine, automatic
Two twin bitches, they appear like magic (Voilà)
[Chorus]
Peter Piper, pick your bitch and put it on my pepper (Pepper)
Rolls Royce, all white, but the black better (Better)
**** salty like Martin (Ugh)
Hot ****, lukewarm, still scorchin'
Blowin' on my trombone like trumpet (Woo)
Is that your ****? He a fake ****, he a puppet
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got (Nah)
I'm still T-Raww, Ross on the block, aye
[Verse 2]
My ****'s a thunderstorm (Storm)
Lighter than every storm (Storm)
My bitch's a Barbie doll (Doll)
Chopper like Mardi Gras (Woo)
Ride me, la-di-da-di-da, show me your naughty, girl (Naughty)
Walk into the bathroom, she need a bodyguard (Savage)
I'm too turnt, my style on the merch (Yeah)
Pop a pill, gettin' woozy, watch a madman
Max Martin, Mad Max, ****, Max Payne (Woo)
Ten chains on, now I got back pain (Ah)
Give me neck, blow brain like cocaine (Ah)
Got hoes in the line like Soul Train (Yeah)
Need a personal assistant at the bank, man (Yeah)
Yeah, R.I.P. Pops, ****, bang-bang (R.I.P.)
[Verse 3]
I'm a brother from another on another planet (Yoom)
I can still fuck your bitch on another planet (Yoom)
I'm toxic and damaged (Can you help?)
I need commission, all these hoes, I done managed
[Refrain]
Aye, who's that creepin' in my window?
Mask on, brim low, click-clack, four-four, oh no (Woo)
**** talkin', they gon' need dental (Yeah)
Opposite of gentle (Whoa)
Pussy money, weed on my mental
[Chorus]
Peter Piper, pick your bitch up, put it on my pepper (Pepper)
Rolls Royce, all white, but the black better (Better)
**** salty like Martin (Ah)
Hot ****, lukewarm, still scorchin'
Blowin' on my trombone like, trumpet (Woo)
Is that your ****? He a fake ****, he a puppet (Woo)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got (Nah)
I'm still T-Raww, Ross on the block (Nah)
[Outro]
Aye, my **** a thunderstorm (Storm)
Lighter than every storm
I'm still T-Raww, Ross on the block (Ross on the block)
My bitch's a Barbie doll (Doll)
Purple like Mardi Gras
Don't be fooled, mother-
Aye, my **** a thunderstorm (Storm)
Lighter than every storm
I'm still T-Raww, Ross on the block (Ross on the block)
My bitch's a Barbie doll (Doll)
Purple like Mardi Gras
Don't be fooled, motherfucker (Mothafucka)
Don't be fooled, motherfucker
Yeah, G's on the block, VV's on the watch
Yeah, don't be fooled, motherfucker (Mothafucka)
Yeah, shawties on the cock, well, I get that a lot
Yeah, don't be fooled, motherfucker
At the end of the day, they don't stare in the face
Yeah, don't be fooled
I make the rules (Not safe)
Written by: Michael Ray Stevenson