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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Kia
Performer
Khari Hoard
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khari Hoard
Lyrics
Jordan Daine Lapping
Composer
Layne Kelder
Composer
Shareef Stradford
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaylap
Producer
99LA
Producer
whoisreef
Producer
Miles Dorre
Recording Engineer
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(I wanna go to L.A.)
Blrrdt, blrrdt, blrrdt
Blrrdt, blrrdt, blrrdt, blrrdt
Ayy, B what's up?
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, B what's up? My name BK, it's nice to meet you, I keep Drac'
Bitch I'm renegade, big EBK, three fingers, I'm a snake (Fuck ****)
Havin' undercover pressure, won't say it to my face
We been jumped out and punched up tone, that's why we smoked bro to the face
Shit real life, no it ain't fake, we pulled up, bounced out, caught lil' [Zay?]
We would've headtapped too but he took off runnin' fast, we was too late
Know that day I got bossed in in a Chrysler, I went lil' robbin', we had eight
Free my dogs from out those chains, let them out and we come burn down the gate
My gang straight jump out, swangin' side to side, turnin' and tap one in the head
I'm in a hotbox, with some dropouts, college spinnin' with the speds
Is you gon' tell? (Hell nah) With three L's? (Hell nah)
I blocked that 888, tell bro we can't talk on the jail call
Runout two gun, this shit for bro, even though I'm still blazin' for Pete
I'ma shoot my gun for twin, lil' twin gon' shoot his gun for me
Walk down gang know we gon'— fuck that, know we J.O.G
Jump out gang, this shit .45, walk down with button, press delete
Ayy, B what's up? My name BK, it's nice to meet you, I keep Drac'
Bitch I'm renegade, big EBK, three fingers, I'm a snake (Fuck ****)
Havin' undercover pressure, won't say it to my face
We been jumped out and punched up tone, that's why we smoked bro to the face
Shit real life, no it ain't fake, we pulled up, bounced out, caught lil' [Zay?]
We would've headtapped too but he took off runnin' fast, we was too late
Know that day I got bossed in in a Chrysler, I went lil' robbin', we had eight
Free my dogs from out those chains, let them out and we come burn down the gate
Bitch
On granny, fuck ****, know I'm poppin' for the rich, ****
Free lil' Rod
Free the gang, ****
Free lil' Jed
On gang shit, all them indicted
Written by: Jordan Daine Lapping, Khari Hoard, Layne Kelder, Shareef Stradford