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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nine Vicious
Nine Vicious
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trey Echols
Trey Echols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
406ahmad
406ahmad
Producer

Lyrics

(Haha, **** crazy)
(I'm with yo—, yeah)
(I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man)
In Japan with a bad bitch (Say what?)
I need racks, I got cabbage (Let's go)
I ain't never on that mad shit (Slatt)
I ain't never on that sad shit (Slatt)
I just signed my deal (No cap)
I just tatted my neck, so I can show them that it's real (For real)
She fuck with my accent, in Japan, I'm finna kill (Say what?)
Bitch, I'm YSL (Yeah)
Nah, ****, for real (Slatt)
Bitch, I'm dead for real (Say what?)
Talkin' 'bout these racks (Okay)
I already got me a mil' (Mil')
I just popped that Addy, I don't even talk 'bout poppin' pills (Yeah)
I'm up all night, I mean all night (I mean all night)
I just called my main ho, is you alright? (Hello?)
When we locked eyes (Locked eyes), it was on sight (No cap)
She got thick thighs (Thick thighs)
I'm finna get right (Say what?)
Damn (Come on)
Told the jeweler fill up all my **** with them damn diamonds (Slatt)
NYC right to Japan, bitch, I'm fuckin' grindin' (Let's go)
NYC right to Japan, I'm on damn timin' (Let's go)
(Haha, **** crazy)
(I'm with yo—, yeah)
(I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man)
In Japan with a bad bitch (Say what?)
I need racks, I got cabbage (Let's go)
I ain't never on that mad shit (Slatt)
I ain't never on that sad shit (Slatt)
I can't even take it, woah, I got lot of clothes (I got lot of clothes)
Damn, I'm in Japan, woah, I got lot of hoes (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't even want this ho, damn I miss my ho (Say what?)
She in the bathroom givin' blow, like she doing coke (Coke)
I don't fuck with that other side, they just do the most (Say what?)
I really do that fashion shit, I just don't brag and post (No cap)
Margiela vest (Margiela vest)
Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
Gucci shoes (Got Gucci)
I'm finna do my dance (I'm finna do it, yeah)
I'm already havin', I don't even use no advance (I don't even use that shit)
I met her one day, she already in a trance (No cap, ****)
Lil' TEC just pull up
Yeah, in a trench (In a trench)
Yeah, she so goddamn pretty, it don't even make no sense (It don't even make no sense)
Had to fill up my pockets, I was tired of lint (I was tired of lint)
She chewing on my kids, she was tired of it (She was tired of it)
(She was—)
(She was tired of it)
(Ha, yeah, yeah)
Buddha
Praying to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Praying to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Praying to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Praying to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Praying to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Praying to God, but I don't pray to Buddha
Praying to God, but I don't pray to—, hol' up
Written by: Trey Echols
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