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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nardo Wick
Nardo Wick
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ahmar Bailey
Ahmar Bailey
Composer
Levon Bilbulyan
Levon Bilbulyan
Composer
Lychkin Nikita Vladmirovich
Lychkin Nikita Vladmirovich
Composer
Abhinav Pemmasani
Abhinav Pemmasani
Composer
Astro
Astro
Composer
Horace Walls III
Horace Walls III
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Hazel
Kid Hazel
Producer
Brgndy
Brgndy
Producer
Gedo
Gedo
Producer
Horace Walls Jr.
Horace Walls Jr.
Recording Engineer
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer
Astro
Astro
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm a gangster, chart banger, opp spanker
Hard body **** with a soul, trigger finger
I'm a gangster, chart banger, opp spanker
Hard body **** with a soul, trigger finger
[Verse 1]
I'm a gangster, send them **** throwing, they going spank you
Call them ****' mamas, tell them they babies in danger
Mad man, I be with a whole bunch of mad men
Every **** around me is a letter before Wagon
Mercedes, tell my ****, "Spin in a Mercedes"
Don't care who get hit, just not no mommas or no babies
Throw it out, dirty up the stick and then you throw it out
Not all in one spot, make sure you break it up and spread it out
Bitchy boy, can't wait till we catch you, we gon' get you, boy
I feel like a kid again, this new blackout my favorite toy
I'm tired of this, tired of **** talking like they with this shit, ain't did shit
Tired of **** talking like they with the shit, ain't spent shit
Tired of **** talking like they with the shit, ain't drop shit
Tired of **** talking like they with the shit, stop it
Fuck a ****, buck—, nah, fuck a ****, busting out
Come through spinning, spinning like a toilet bowl, I'm trying to flush a ****
I don't give no fuck 'bout what you did to that last ****
News flash, FortiFlash, boy, I ain't that last ****
Slaving over, yeah, I know they been stopped selling ****
Don't mean shit, I'm still coming through trying to tag ****
Pull up on the kids, them police out, but not no other day
Don't take his chain, don't take his money, take that **** life away
**** hiding, hiding, hiding, hiding, talk a lot of shit
They need a sliding, sliding, sliding, sliding, bust they fucking stick
They must be on piss or something, huh? 'Cause they ain't on shit
Yeah, we heard that fucking snippet, tell that **** drop that shit
Men lie, women lie, soon as it drop, you gone
Men lie, women lie, but the truth doesn't lie
See my opp, I'm getting off, like my ex is coming up
**** claim they from the hood, but we ain't see 'em coming up
Got on a wig and trench coat, they like, "Who that walking up?"
Oh shit, they're too late
[Chorus]
I'm a gangster, chart banger, opp spanker
Hard body **** with a soul, trigger finger
I'm a gangster, chart banger, opp spanker
Hard body **** with a soul, trigger finger
[Outro]
I'm a gangster
Written by: ASTRO, Abhinav Pemmasani, Ahmar Bailey, Horace Walls, Ibrahim Bakija, Levon Bilbulyan, Lychkin Nikita Vladmirovich
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