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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EBK Jaaybo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaymani Gorman
Lyrics
Quaron Arnold
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yvnng Ecko
Producer
Tyler Chase
Mixing Engineer
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Brother, tell me what we on, I'm on the same shit
The death I planned for cuz ain't nice, blood, I hate them
I feel the safest when the club let me bring Drac' in
Why you want to see his smile again? Ain't they face him?
Label don't know that they contribute to the violence every payment
Say she don't fuck around with 30s, she just take 10s
Think you gon' fuck with me for free, bitch, what you laced with?
Want all the smoke like a Vapen
Hold on, brother, chase him, say my name, I pop up like the Boogieman
Fucking the game over, dropping bangers with no hooks again
Aye, free my brother, Leak, I hate I'm putting money on your books again
If you ain't ever took a man, ****, calm down
A known ho, so I approached her with my palm out
Was on that on the outs, she in the county ringing songs now
Risk taker, beat they block with fifty **** on it
Aye, Ecko, turn this beat off if I ain't trippin' on it
[Verse 1]
Ain't making love to the juice, I'm just sippin' on it
Not no full man without no fullies, who got glitches for us?
My lil' cousin don't slide but want blick, I gave that bitch a Taurus
When it's a homicide, can't seem to shake them clips of horror
Folks told me pull up to AZ, he got them switches for us
Stop vetting all your war stories, man, the bitch bored
Another opp top flat, we need to clip some more
We up that motion, know that been the score, 2-1
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Brother, tell me what we on, I'm on the same shit
The death I planned for cuz ain't nice, blood, I hate them
I feel the safest when the club let me bring Drac' in
Why you want to see his smile again? Ain't they face him?
Label don't know that they contribute to the violence every payment
Say she don't fuck around with 30s, she just take 10s
Think you gon' fuck with me for free, bitch, what you laced with?
Want all the smoke like a Vapen
Hold on, brother, chase him, say my name, I pop up like the Boogieman
Fucking the game over, dropping bangers with no hooks again
Aye, free my brother, Leak, I hate I'm putting money on your books again
If you ain't ever took a man, ****, calm down
A known ho, so I approached her with my palm out
Was on that on the outs, he in the county ringing songs now
Risk taker, beat they block with fifty **** on it
Aye, Ecko, turn this beat off if I ain't trippin' on it
Written by: Jaymani Gorman, Quaron Arnold, Quaron Garnett