Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredrick Givens
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fredrick Givens
Songwriter
Jackie Plant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jackie Plant
Executive Producer
Lyrics
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Hardbody)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Big ol' pistol got me walkin' with a limp (with a limp)
I'm a gangster with fully loaded clip, uh (loaded lip)
The streets hot, so I bought a cooler kit (cooler kit)
Like a AC, catch me posted in the bricks, ay
Gotta grab it off the dresser 'fore I dip ('fore I dip)
Uh, I leave my bitch 'fore I ever leave my stick
I know the jackers, they be prayin' for a lick (prayin' for a lick)
Swiper, no swipin', tryna swipe, I get you hit (get you, grrt)
Think that I'm jokin', I'll put one through a clown (through a clown)
Fresh out the plane, I need it when I touch down (touch down)
I hit the city, nigga bet' not make a sound (shh)
I get the drop, I'm on my way right now (shh)
I can read your mind, bae, I know what you're thinkin'
(I know what you're thinkin')
But I got mine (with me, baby)
So it's (alright, yeah)
I can read your mind, bae (baow), I don't know what these niggas thinkin'
(I know what you are thinkin')
But I got mine (with me, yeah-yeah, whoo)
So it's (alright, yeah)
Where I'm from, it ain't never ever safe
I'm 'round with killers and robbers every day (gah)
Fake gangsters, they ain't never bust a grape (never, ah)
Free my dog, he just caught another case, ay (hey)
Headshot, know the cutter give him fade (bah, bah)
For my birthday, I just want another Drac' (I want a grrt)
'Bout that business, I'll never hesitate, mm (never)
A nigga play, I'm tryna send 'em through his face (bah, bah)
Wait, a nigga playin', I'm tryna to put him in a crate, hmm (fah, fah, fah)
You seen a hitter lose and shooter, Golden State, mm (Golden State)
Addy's got me up, I'm lurkin' while it's late, ay
Chopper run a nigga down, I won't chase
I can read your mind, bae, I know what you're thinkin'
(I know what you're thinkin')
But I got mine (with me, baby)
So it's (alright, yeah)
I can read your mind, bae (baow), I don't know what these niggas thinkin'
(I know what you are thinkin')
But I got mine (with me yeah-yeah, whoo)
So it's (alright, yeah)
I know you think it's good, let it be understood
I'm tryna get a kill, you know that I'm for real
You know I want to see one of you niggas bleed 'til you D-I-E
Hopefully slowly
I know you think it's good, let it be understood
I'm tryna get a kill, you know that I'm for real
You know I want to see one of you niggas bleed 'til you D-I-E
Hopefully slowly (think it's good)
I can read your mind, bae, I know what you're thinkin'
(I know what you're thinkin')
But I got mine (with me, baby)
So it's (alright, yeah)
I can read your mind, bae (baow), I don't know what these niggas thinkin'
(I know what you are thinkin')
But I got mine (with me, yeah, yeah, whoo)
So it's (alright, yeah)
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