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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Stone III
Songwriter
John Carlos Ramirez
Songwriter
Jack Thierer
Songwriter
Mani Khodabakhsh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johngotitt
Recording Engineer
Manzz
Producer
Yakree
Producer
Royce Monroe
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Blowin' money but I wasn't with Big Meech, I'm wit' Ric'
We had fifty on us a piece, play cool and front us, then you beat
Just hit me next week, you say it's fire, gotta see
Throw phone out the window a few minutes up the street (Gangsta Grizzillz)
DJ DRAMA!
[Verse 1]
Blowin' money but I wasn't with Big Meech, I'm wit' Ric'
We had fifty on us a piece, play cool and front us, then you beat
Just hit me next week, you say it's fire, gotta see
Throw phone out the window a few minutes up the street
And Gelato 41, weed crumbs in the seat
And free my young **** out the penitentiary
Just 'cause I'm thinkin' of you, I'm down Arcade wit' them yeeks
One car parked at the front door, another car parked down the street
And another spinnin' through and tellin' who we all see
I'm smashin' 'em it don't really matter to me
I'm mad, I been tryna grab somethin' all week
Two days without eatin', I'm off X, what is sleep?
Comin' down now, tryna put that pound on a freak
If I'm askin' her, I been knew the answer for me
I'ma tip her so fast and then ask her to leave
If she bad, I don't give a fuck who had her but me
I don't pillow talk or tell about what happened to me
I'm the man in demand, whole land know I'm T'd
Top drop, lamb chop, keep gettin' ash on my tee
**** five in the city since Taquan Dean
I done drove through my Lo, that's a taped off scene
Tryin' not to be seen 'cause the jakes on me
If your yeek ain't steam after we get ski'd
Soon as you get back to the hood, **** gettin' DP'd
'Cause it's no way you got the juice, then you ain't squeeze
**** livin' dollar movie lives, mine's 3D
Need to get off IG, tryna knock that lil' weed
'Fore I order up a P, end up leavin' with a B
I was tryna get rich, not be on TV
Knockin' pillows up east, who had a run like me?
Dolo four and a half of snow, flip phone yeek
Middle finger any fake **** flipped on me
Pick yo' baby mama up, she do flips on D
Young lit neck, wrist, both hands and rings
[Refrain]
If you tryna run it up, youngin, follow my lead
If you ever thump somethin', youngin, follow my lead
If you ridin' 'bout your brother, youngin, follow my lead
If you takin' care of 'em, still follow my lead
If you ever took somethin', ****, follow my lead
Get your own phone jumpin', youngin, follow my lead
If it's forever gon' be fuck 'em, lil' bro, follow my lead
Know I'm head first for you, just follow my lead
Written by: George Stone III, Jack Thierer, John Carlos Ramirez, Mani Khodabakhsh