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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jace!
Jace!
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jace Salter
Jace Salter
Songwriter
Bryant Robert Avila
Bryant Robert Avila
Songwriter
Ayden Won
Ayden Won
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jace Salter
Jace Salter
Mixing Engineer
Tricksterr
Tricksterr
Producer
Resin
Resin
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, go
You know them, aye
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back
Uh, it's the same **** from real way, ****
It's the same **** for real
All everywhere, ****
You know I'm fuckin' good, aye
[Verse 1]
She say she do better on drink, I do better on xans, bitch
Bitch keep teachin' that broke ass ****, guess he do better with men
Whether wrong or right, I'm a hot bitch strike
Strike shit down with that fan
Your bitch in my DM's, she tryin' to fuck, they try and expose that man
They tryin' to reach for my bitch, who keep on reachin' to cut off your hand
It was grandad, would've got life support, woulda paid him to cut off the plan
You a trick for the game, **** lame, he's scared to cut off his mans
You can't sell 20k, wanna shoot out his brains
Couldn't be me ****, I'll be damned, damned
Stop bein' a fool ****, tell him the truth ****, why is you beatin' around, damned
When my son grow up, find his son, have him start beatin' him down, damned
New iPad, gas or what, I heard we just got some new weed in the town, damned
Yo bitch, it's a freaky slate, it's about how we get down
Tell him how we get down
[Verse 2]
He ain't hard to find with that big ass head, I don't even got to clear out the crowd
Your bitch keep cheatin' I wish it was me cause I woulda held her down
If I take that chain, Imma throw it away, cause I can't even melt it down
I wanna hatch trynna catch me a hat ****, I want war, I want war
All them **** with you, not a bitch in the room as you shootin' a porn, aye, bitch
Felt that ass, **** gettin' spanked plus more in store, aye, bitch
Jason the cunt, has a scary side life like Fredo, a horror story
[Verse 3]
She say she do better on drink, I do better on xans, bitch
Bitch keep teachin' that broke ass ****, guess he do better with men
Whether wrong or right, I'm a hot bitch strike
Strike shit down with that fan
Your bitch in my DM's, she tryin' to fuck, they try and expose that man
They tryin' to reach for my bitch, who keep on reachin' to cut off your hand
It was grandad, would've got life support, woulda paid him to cut off the plan
You a trick for the game, **** lame, he's scared to cut off his mans
You can't sell 20k, wanna shoot out his brains
Couldn't be me ****, I'll be damned, damned
[Outro]
Aye, go you know
A lotta my baby mammas
These **** be runnin' that shit
I been had all that, ****
Go, aye, go, go, aye
Written by: Ayden Won, Bryant Robert Avila, Jace Salter
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