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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Mason
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin Green
Songwriter
FearDorian
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FearDorian
Producer
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer
James Kang
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I know a few rugrats, ridin' 'round with that Tommy gun
I been 'round them hoodrats, I know I'm my mama's son
Straighten up when that money come, it spread like Omicron
My nigga in chain gang watchin' anime, he a comic-con
You was out of play for speakin' on beef, you must have wanted some
I was out of space to find your speaker because I wanted some
These young niggas wild, I understand, sometimes I run with some
We been livin' fast, thinkin' fast, every day was Ramadan
I was geeked on Peter street, I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep
I was geeked on Peter street, I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep
Whoa, huh, huh, huh
Grandad had a heart attack, I don't got no heart attached
Whenever the aliens find my art, it'll be a artifact
Whenever my cousin find my Glock, it'll be a mod attached
I be tryna front when you around, actin' like I'm not attached
By the time I finish this song, my account gon' get a hundred racks
I was dreamin' 'bout this in seventh grade, they was tellin' me not to rap
Huh, huh, huh, huh
These niggas need to mind they business
These niggas need to find they bitches
I don't gotta reload my clip, these niggas know mine extended
She tell me she proud to lick me, we puttin' on Prada, Fenti
When she put on her bra, it's Fenty, my nigga be robbin', Fenty
I know a few rugrats, ridin' 'round with that Tommy gun
I been 'round them hoodrats, I know I'm my mama's son
Straighten up when that money come, it spread like Omicron
My nigga in chain gang watchin' anime, he a comic-con
You was out of play for speakin' on beef, you must have wanted some
I was out of space to find your speaker because I wanted some
These young niggas wild, I understand, sometimes I run with some
I was geeked on Peter street, I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep
I was geeked on Peter street, I don't think I need to sleep
I don't trust a fuckin' soul, I take that heat to sleep, whoa
Writer(s): Edwin Green, Feardorian
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