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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
R2R Moe
Vocals
Sheff G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maurice Sherrod
Songwriter
Michael Williams
Songwriter
Kez Diddler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kez Diddler
Producer
Meen Man
Producer
Lyrics
(Okay, lemme hear somethin', yo, Kezzy)
(Play that shit)
My **** hawk shit down, put on my cleats, I'm a player (Okay)
She only good one round, if she don't wan' fuck, I won't make her (Okay)
I get the bank go down, my money long like a Laker (Oh)
I could go rounds and rounds, I just really don't wanna fake it
She could go down and down, I promise she won't ever make it
Feel like it's now renowned, them **** know I'll be the greatest
She get to chat one time for the photo
And shit, I be tryna keep low though
I can not cuff no ho with the bro though
Foreign lil' thing like Komodo (Okay, oh yeah)
My bitch a bird, it's cool, two dodos
Somehow, I'm still wanting more though
Fuckin' all cops like Robo
She get to suckin' one time like a bobo
Ran it up once, I could do it again
I'm cool with her friends, she don't know that I'm really cool with her friend
Keep spendin' your money on nothin', that's why you keep losin' again
I post a lil' pic on the 'Gram and them bitches get droolin' again
I been havin' bundles of money, forgot how to talk about struggle
You gettin' money, they love you
Not many **** can fit in my bubble
Workin', I put **** on, forgot to take time to myself like I'm workin' a double
Trippin', I'm spinnin' for long, there's really no love in my body, don't care for no cuddles
Under the rubble, they left under the rubble
Them **** really don't love you
All of my life been a muzzle
I just went bought me a gun, why the fuck would I tussle? (Oh-oh)
You don't gotta ask me to hug you
I never been locked up, why the fuck would I cuff you?
Humbly still being humble
Been had some hoes on my list, I can't wait to say fuck you (Oh-oh)
Okay
My **** hawk shit down, put on my cleats, I'm a player (Okay)
She only good one round, if she don't wan' fuck, I won't make her (Okay)
I get the bank go down, my money long like a Laker (Oh)
I could go rounds and rounds, I just really don't wanna fake it
She could go down and down, I promise she won't ever make it
Feel like it's now renowned, them **** know I'll be the greatest
Uh, bulletproof truck outside, like, bitch, how you 'posed to live
Uh, I'll walk straight through you ****, I don't got no fucks to give
Uh, look, ball like a Laker, uh, why would I wanna see you later?
Uh, got no remorse for a hater, uh, I keep a mask like I'm Vader
Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, run it up, did it again
Uh, look, do shit twice, I don't need no help, I don't need no friends
Uh, yeah, look, only my brothers, you know it be us to the end
Uh, look, uh, doin' what we want and they only gon' speak what we did
Uh-uh-uh, she want a **** like me
I'm on The Hills with no service, I'm livin', you can't find me (Oh-oh)
Okay
My **** hawk shit down, put on my cleats, I'm a player (Okay)
She only good one round, if she don't wan' fuck, I won't make her (Okay)
I get the bank go down, my money long like a Laker (Oh)
I could go rounds and rounds, I just really don't wanna fake it
She could go down and down, I promise she won't ever make it
Feel like it's now renowned them **** know I'll be the greatest
Written by: Kez Diddler, Maurice Sherrod, Michael Williams