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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nardo Wick
Nardo Wick
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Composer
Smatt Sertified
Smatt Sertified
Composer
Basobeats
Basobeats
Composer
Horace Walls III
Horace Walls III
Lyrics
Pirate
Pirate
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southside
Southside
Producer
Horace Walls Jr.
Horace Walls Jr.
Recording Engineer
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I be with **** that's hardheaded
If I ain't get 'em, my dawg did it
We got 'em scared, it's okay, I get it
We got 'em scared, it's okay, I get it
Get in position, it's finna go down
Get in position, they comin' around
Cover your ears, it's finna get loud
Tell all the kids to go in the house
[Chorus]
Make 'em regret everything they did
Make 'em regret everything they said
Make 'em regret that they went against us
But it's too late, they done made the bed
Somebody should've told 'em it was suicide
Somebody should've told 'em that's the other side
Hey batter, batter, hey batter, batter, swing
Hey batter, batter, hey batter, batter, swing
I'ma kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno
Kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno
Kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno
Knock 'em out the park, damn I was glitchin'
[Verse 1]
I love the reaction, my finger been itchin'
Stick Kai Cenat, when I shoot, it be twitchin'
These bullets massagin', get rid of this tension
These **** be chattin' and talkin' like bitches
I don't like to talk like I got a tooth missin'
My Nina not married, so she never misses
I swim with the sharks, not the regular fishes
Can't wait to catch him and light up his britches
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck these ****, I'm glitchin' again
Walk to the whip with my stick in my hand
Playin', I bet you meet my little friend
I said I was done then I did it again
Spin, spin, I'm spinnin' again
Load up the tip and I gave it the end
Spin, spin, I'm spinnin' again
Not takin' the time, gotta go for the win
This hammer a camera, come pose for the picture
What's goin' on? He sleep in the picture
Ain't waitin' to see you, I'm comin' to get you
Not steppin' alone, I'm doin' it wit' you
I do what I do and they copy from me
I do what I do and they watchin' me
They jockin' me
I got 'em jockin' me
[Chorus]
Make 'em regret everything they did
Make 'em regret everything they said
Make 'em regret that they went against us
But it's too late, they done made the bed
Somebody should've told them it was suicide
Somebody should've told them that's the other side
Hey batter, batter, hey batter, batter, swing
Hey batter, batter, hey batter, batter, swing
I'ma kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno
Kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno
Kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno-kno
Knock 'em out the park, damn I was glitchin'
[Outro]
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck these ****, I'm glitchin' again
Walk to the whip with my stick in my hand
Written by: Basil von Stietencron, Horace Walls, Joshua Luellen, Matthew Kyle Adrian Brown, Oleksandr Poda, Smatt Sertified
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