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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mg Sleepy
Performer
Bfb Da Packman
Performer
Myaap
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avion Smith
Composer
Amaiya Spain
Composer
Tyree Jawan Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mg Sleepy
Recording Engineer
prod.ttschng
Producer
Bfb Da Packman
Recording Engineer
Myaap
Recording Engineer
Nando
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
****, if I shot you then I shot you. Ain't no peer pressure
Catching **** coming down my chimney I'ma kill santa
I said bitch, that's the rope around your chain, Go get a real necklace
Told my **** stacking hundred k. And you gonna feel better
I said tell the bitch you finna learn today like I'm the real Kevin
See my **** get locked for the fet & bitch he still sell it
Said I broke my scale, had to use my eye, but I could still measure
Bitch I need a 100 for this 7. It's some real pressure
Took some risks to get this shit and now my wrist dancing
P. O. know I'm dirtier than the fuck you tried to piss test
I said, ain't even pay to get in here, I'm in your bitch section
Cuz ass threw the 60s, up and got to crip dancing
I said, my **** Bristol caught a case and moved to big Texas
Playing with some soft that take a 2, they said it killed cancer
I said, bitch asked do I love her? Before she left, but that was real random
Because she gon hate me if I tell her ass the real answer
I said, bitch, I don't need no shooter around me, I'm a real stepper
I said, bitch, I be calling every play, I feel like Bill Beckham
There's two freaky bitches in my crib and I'ma fuck separate
I said, I seen my momma wit my uncle told her fuck Devon
I said, I couldn't be Tariq from off that show, I would've fucked Effie
I was tripping, I was tripping off the pack, I got to drunk texting
I said, bitch, tell me she hate shakin her ass, I'm like, I love dancers
Would you say it's your birthday in July? I'm like, I love cancer
I said, let my nana try to snatch this chain and I'ma punch granny
Bitch, if it's me versus the world, then ****, fuck family
I said, bitch, I'm finna put this whip to park, you a dump lesson
I can show you how to crack a G, the money come second
I said, bitch, you know I'm motion, can't go ask some dumb questions
I said, bitch, don't ask what I got on, cause I'm for sure stepping
I said, bitch, I'm Amiri for the jeans, Amira coat separate
I said, bitch, I'm $1250 on the feet. You know I came lanvin
Louis jogging fit, bitch, I came trim
Life jacket for that pussy, girl, I can't swim
30's made me almost kill my mama, bitch, I take tens
If we do a song, it's just business, bitch, we ain't friends
Cully cost a half a million, bitch, I hate Benz
Started doing coke, she was thick now her waist thin
All white buffs, what the fuck is some raybans?
I don't trust a grown straight **** with some gay friends
**** suspect, keep it suckin off this perk, I ain't bust yet
Touch this donut on my neck, I'm a bust tech
I don't want a good bitch, I want a slut, yes
You like rough sex?
Motion gang, lunch crew, money team
The way I'm fuckin off this check, think I got a money tree
I'm in a shower with that blick, man, that bitch stuck to me
You really care about that girl and she just fun to me
Fat cat from the back, he tryna spend bands
Carti bustin off my wrist, yeah, this bitch dance
He fuck me good in the scat, this that good cat
**** spoke up on the gang, now he in a pack
Neck filled with ice, Rollie on the right
And bitch, I came with big Glock, I don't fuckin fight
Wearin cheesy ass chains, that is not ice
Why the fuck you holdin up your wrist?
You rock Mossiante
I ain't no cancer, let me show you what a taurus do
Took a lot of wins and it came with some losses too
My **** movin hella pounds like Rich Porter do
Young paid bitch with a bag, money old as you
Choo's on my ass and i'm feeling peachy
**** in his feelings, cause she can't reach me
I don't want the dick, I just let him eat me
Carti on the shades, bitches can't see you
Bitch, I'm makin boss moves
If you wanna verse on me, it's gon cost you
VVS hit in the light and the dark too
I been ballin goin crazy like my name Drew
Name goin up, put it on a blimp
Bullets hit your top, give your ass a trim
All this water on me, look at how I swim
I am really her, sleep is really him
Written by: Amaiya Spain, Avion Smith, Tyree Jawan Thomas