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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Troopers
Troopers
Performer
Kay Glizz
Kay Glizz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaquillle Maduchie
Shaquillle Maduchie
Composer
Harrison Starr
Harrison Starr
Composer
Vincent Mallon
Vincent Mallon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prodbyharry
Prodbyharry
Producer
Jetzcookin
Jetzcookin
Producer

Lyrics

This for the baddies who bump my shit
Take a shot, loosen up, and get lit
You don't gotta worry, baby I'm legit
Drive the boat you sturdy, we not crashin' whips
It's time to get vibey, go and shake ya' hips
She on timin', she wanna sit on the dick
She know what it's like to make love wit' the Rip
And she love it, never gon' call it a quits
If you not my bitch, tell me why would I spend?
I only split money wit' my day one friends
They see **** shinin', and now they want in
Never ever, they can't get parts in these ends
Mention baby bro, there's never amends
We gon' line him up, 'cause he don't got no sense
Free all of my Tz locked behind that fence, waitin' for the day that I see them again
I'ma hit my bitch, she gon' hit her friend
Me and Nunnie on it, you know how this ends
They know we got motion, I don't gotta show it
I just made a pack off like three different bands
Father God forgive me for all of my sins, I do what I have to, gotta defend
Every L I took, I took it on the chin
Double back, now look at me countin' my wins
We put that work in, they never credit us
I be steppin' on all my competitors
They want me dead, I gotta keep that metal tucked
We move tact', they can not get next to us
Movin' them trucks every trip, we ain't regular
Opp thot callin', had to block her cellular
Fully focused, tryna get my cheddar up
Play wit' my money, watch how fast I wet you up
This for the baddies who bump my shit
Take a shot, loosen up, and get lit
You don't gotta worry, baby I'm legit
Drive the boat you sturdy, we not crashin' whips
It's time to get vibey, go and shake ya' hips
She on timin', she wanna sit on the dick
She know what it's like to make love wit' the Rip
And she love it, never gon' call it a quits
If you not my bitch, tell me why would I spend?
I only split money wit' my day one friends
They see **** shinin', and now they want in
Never ever, they can't get parts in these ends
Mention baby bro, there's never amends
We gon' line him up, 'cause he don't got no sense
Free all of my Tz locked behind that fence, waitin' for the day that I see them again
Written by: Harrison Starr, Shaquillle Maduchie, Vincent Mallon
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