Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Virgil
Virgil
Rap
DANTE REDGRAVE
DANTE REDGRAVE
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kobe Gurganus
Kobe Gurganus
Songwriter
Carter Varner
Carter Varner
Songwriter
Tre Grotto
Tre Grotto
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Virgil
Virgil
Mixing Engineer
DANTE REDGRAVE
DANTE REDGRAVE
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Bitch said the dick good, like I watch porn and shit (I do!) Yeah, I do watch porn and shit Nah, I don't watch porn and shit (I do!) Bitch said the dick good, like I watch porn and shit (yeah) Bitch nasty, she might suck the finger I'm pointing with (oh yeah) Who's the biggest fish, you see that mirror, I point at him (I will) You a bitch, I see you rolling with appointed men (you soft) Ain't got no friends, no matching leather, all my boys is kin Dark tints and starry nights, this what real artists is Hollow tips to guard your life, hide your stripes in the den Dark night, mind your likeness, do a mighty bid Homicide, my life is priceless, who you tryna end? Pain and strife on top my psyche, wildin' cause I like to trip! Liable to cause a pile up thousand over on the bridge Never knock over a pylon, cross the line, I'm over shit Overseas, I'm with the sickness, foggy eyes and hardened lips Lil' bitch lean over to kiss me, knowing she'll start a argument Too many cameras out in public, countin' stars on one republic Pull my poison out the cupboard, DK Relays, come and run shit Claim you with it, I sense you bluffin', Maytag man gon' bust your muffin Run your mouth like a rusty muffler, one false move, gon' fuck the punch in Punch up like I'm uppercuttin' Punch up like I'm uppercuttin' Bitch said the dick good, like I watch porn and shit (I do) Bitch nasty, she might suck the finger I'm pointing with (she did) Who's the biggest fish, you see that mirror I'm pointing at him (it's him!) You's a bitch, I see you rolling with appointed men Maaaaaaaaaaaaan I find pockets like pressed pills, they pressing me for real I drop knowledge to your questions, postgame presser like I'm Phil They still wondering who had sent me, I wonder what bitch would bless me All the opps, I must be Du Plessis, your bitch text me on the DL A lot of bullshit and being messy, keep seeing all my TL They don't see the details, leave me the fuck out of it Nah bitch, I ain't gon' sing to you, fuck I look like Miguel? What do I look like, JT? Uh, look like JT I just wanna rock with my Glock in your purse like Uzi and JT For that bag, put off my problems, wear them scrubs I started a practice, where the fuck is all the action? Tuck it, run like you L Jackson, button mashin' This a combo! on your head, til I pass it Rondo Know the real gon' multiply Pull up on a 4, bustin' Greg Oden Bumpin' Biggie's "Ready to Die" Bitch said the dick good, like I watch porn and shit (I do) Bitch nasty, she might suck the finger I'm pointing with (Okay) Who's the biggest fish, you see that mirror I'm pointing at him (no BAP) You's a bitch, I see you rolling with appointed men (you a bitch) I be shootin' shit, slidin' out a scat, gon' drop a couple mags. YLN the gang, gon' take his bag, bitch, we just love to lash. Heart been full of hate, she say she love me, I can't love her back. Survive a 12 gauge right to the belly, how he stomach that? You must got God wit' you, better keep that rod wit' you. First time I had to rob a nigga, used my mom's pistol. Pillow talk to hoes, gon' wipe his nose like he can't find tissue. If I don't get the lo', I'm calling bro, Imma have Shon get you. Chase a opp in traffic, door to door, I'm finna hit his hat. Fuck it, hit his legs and walk him down, bitch, we ain't running laps. Get the pack, I gotta do my dance, I did the cabbage patch. I was broke and got up off my ass, can you imagine that? Sitting on yo' ass, go get a bag or you gon' die broke. He prayin' that it jammed before he died, guess he had high hopes. Button on the block, I hit the switch, it's hitting high notes. Playin' wit' the gang, a deadly game, gon' get yo' mind smoked. Hit his top, brains all on the ground, see what he thinkin' bout. Dead niggas and runnin' up a bag is what I dream about. Why the fuck these niggas always duck when they see me out? When it come to sayin' who the goat, they bet not leave me out, nigga. YLN shit Its brothers only
Writer(s): Kobe Gurganus, Carter Varner, Tre Grotto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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