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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
FattMack
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mckenzie Haynes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tayo
Producer
Db
Producer
TNT
Producer
Tahj Money
Producer
Luke Leath
Producer
Trevor James
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ay
My Glock is extended, and my bitch is pretty
I'm poppin' shit so they wanna kill me
I'm catchin' flights, she catchin' feelings for me
The only time she hear from me is when I fly to LA, got hos in every city
Yeah, the day they put me in the ground, my grave is gon' say the realest
Lil Zai, he 'posed to be right here with me, they got bro on house arrest
Run down, hit his ass with semi, make him scream like Kai Cenat
Bitch, you my type, you know you pretty
Come closer, I'm tryna feel your energy
My potion lean with the sprite I'm mixing
I'm loaded, you know I'm still gon' sip it
It's a brand-new watch, brand-new pen
Brand-new opp, a brand-new enemy
Brand-new Glock, brand-new switch
I'll take you out, and show no sympathy
You told lies, it didn't make sense
And that mean I can't have you here with me
Smaky died, but he would still be right here with me
Now I keep me a couple of pills with me
Bitch, you know I'm in love with you
Literally, I don't fake anything, this what I really need
Pick it out, I'll buy you anything
We on top floor, me, you, and Hennessy
Lately, you been my twin, you my mini-me
How we met, I remember revivin' it
When I push the whip, I watch the review
Fuck bro, shoot, let down the window, yeah
Ay, put on a sally to calm out the window, yeah
Ay, I throw bro some paper, puttin' the niggas in air
Yeah, watch me from the jakes, they ain't gon' catch up with too fast
We hit another state and keep going, push the gas
My Glock is extended, and my bitch is pretty
I'm poppin' shit so they wanna kill me
I'm catchin' flights, she catchin' feelings for me
The only time she hear from me is when I fly to LA, got hos in every city
Yeah, the day they put me in the ground, my grave is gon' say the realest
Lil Zai, he 'posed to be right here with me, they got bro on house arrest
Run down, hit his ass with semi, make him scream like Kai Cenat
Bitch, you my type, you know you pretty
Come closer, I'm tryna feel your energy
My potion lean with the sprite I'm mixing
I'm loaded, you know I'm still gon' sip it
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