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PERFORMING ARTISTS
KAHUKX
KAHUKX
Performer
BackRoad Gee
BackRoad Gee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
KAHUKX
KAHUKX
Songwriter
BackRoad Gee
BackRoad Gee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shyy
Shyy
Producer
Paxonthebeat
Paxonthebeat
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I got bullets that'll make man run like "Darg
Said he was hard, but he ain't hard" (He ain't)
Huh
Gyal bounce it on me and make me hard
Said she wan' gimme "mwuahh"
But I said nah, I give it a pass
Uh
Vrrmm skrr, vrrmm skrrr, in the area
[Verse 1]
Caribbean ting, she eat me like jerk
Love my sex and bud, but the money come first
Trust, not love, cah that shit there hurt
Yeah, that pum pum wet, but it's just your turn
Coldest heart, why you think I love heaters
Like Lil Baby emotionally scared
I love drugs, money, guns, sex
So don't cross me, your days get dark
I got girls in many locations
I won't fuck 'less the whole team bang
Told that bitch no Bonnie and Clyde
Then I drank this liquor, we're holding hands
I don't talk too much 'bout waps
Cah me, I made money in the council flats
I'm ahead of my time, in love with the cash
I'm a hustler, baby, dollars to racks
[Chorus]
I got bullets that'll make man run like "Darg
Said he was hard, but he ain't hard" (He ain't)
Huh
Gyal bounce it on me and make me hard
Said she wan' gimme "mwuahh"
But I said nah, I give it a pass
Uh
Vrrmm skrr, vrrmm skrrr, in the area
[Verse 2]
She love me cah she know I'll Celine her
Freaky bitch, outside she a diva
She a backroad b
Got honeys on me, but I need get cash not an Uber
Funny how things change when you got some
Girl on my line, back then I ain't got none
All this talk, but I know they ain't got guns
Matter fact, no cash so they got none
LIke shawty got wap like Cardi
Lil freak wanna sip on Bacardi
Me, I'm tryna stash this money in 'Raris
Bussdown watch when we step in the party
Me, I'm tryna get Richh like Kyle
Know a girl that'll blow like Jenn
And it's true, Hennessy got me bent
"Bitch, when is we fucking again?"
I got pain like Tata
Money come faster
Still ain't heal, guess I'm halfway dead
I'm a real life grafter
Cold like Palmer
Stuck in my ways, she's stuck in my bed
Ahh this shit don't make sense
A young boy know I came from nothing
I made me something, I chase these cheques
And I been this way since iPhone X
Written by: BackRoad Gee, KAHUKX
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