Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reign
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daivon Desir
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Preach Gold
Mixing Engineer
Dizzy Banko
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, tuh
Whatever you do, don't touch that porch ****
Look
I been floating on a cloud lately
I been walking all aloud lately
Feeling like I'm the only ****
That could really up it in my town lately
Since I been around lately
They ain't talking bout the crown lately
King Back, here's a tip for you, we get it
You live in the sky, don't really know why you willing to die
Busy putting everything in the ground lately
Whole mood been down lately
Mask the pain with the brown lately
Drinking Henny since 16, in your bitch spleen, my down baby
Sweet water baby, deep water, if the pussy wavy I could drown crazy
Show them **** what they wouldn't see
Showed them **** what they couldn't see
It doesn't matter if a **** buzzing, if we come around he wouldn't be
Now they looking for the good in me
But that shit is history
Beliefs all in my arms, and they all scarred, I'm living in Villainy
Need a freak bitch with a big booty
Let me hold it open like it's Chivalry
Bring the pole North, I'm delivering
Yeah, she shivering
Then I shake the spot, high vibrations make a good flow
Know the fakers hot
Punch for punch, get ya shit parked
Got more lines than a vacant lot
Look, I'm all about energy
When you leave you're a memory
But I know you'll remember me
And you know that I'm 1 of 1
But I move like it's 10 of me
Stay off of that fuccing porch
Or you'll be an enemy
High fly to the high rise, looking down on them **** saying its up
My ties not like Tata's, if the God sending shots you getting slumped
Bye bye, ****
(Ba, Ba)
Botox how your face get a pump
LowJack, Reign Kojack, pull up where you riding and you getting
(Hunh)
Play if you want
I do and say what I want
I put ya fav in a blunt
(I don't smoke)
Unless I'm with Shooter before he hit Medellin for the month
(Way too dope)
My form the purest it get you to elevate to the one
You see how I levitated going dumb
Heavily medicated in the slums
Glad y'all caught me wilding, I was really in the back bored
Lucky if I hit my shot, I miss I'll have to crash more
Shit, I'm a cash lord, gotta watch that back door
What you think we trap for? Push a fucking Rav4
Run this town you gotta build a fucking rapport
Live on a prayer and call up a fucking task force
You know the vibes, what the fuck you gotta ask for?
High fly to the high rise, looking down on them **** saying its up
My ties not like Tata's, if the God sending shots you getting slumped
Bye bye, ****
(Ba, Ba)
Botox how your face get a pump
LowJack, Reign Kojack, pull up where you riding and you getting
(Hunh)
(Slumped!)
Written by: Daivon Desir