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PERFORMING ARTISTS
TommyGunn
TommyGunn
Rap
Marcel Shariek
Marcel Shariek
Rap
Lambo
Lambo
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
terrance tisby
terrance tisby
Songwriter
Marcel Gibbs
Marcel Gibbs
Songwriter
Jonathan Gallardo
Jonathan Gallardo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TommyGunn
TommyGunn
Engineer

Lyrics

Bitch, I'm that boy, no bitch, I'm the man
Mama, a gangster and probably a kill ya
Daddy was gone, he used to come visit
But I ain't seen that **** there in a minute
Uncle a Fiend, remember it hurt me First time, he asked me if I was straight
I could've served him, but it didn't serve me So I just sent him up on his way
Bro-bro, got a four-four at the front door
Loaded with a little green triple beam
I just went and copped something just for fun
But can't really speak on things
They gon' show up just cause my doughnuts
Now she want a little Krispy Kreme
What's the fee, at least a key
If you tryna book Shariek
Turn up the fee
I need a kilo to feat
I'm sick and my chemo, is beats
Hold on, hold on, my snowfall will cause it to freeze
Take Primo, and nino the streets
Hold up, hold up, the only way you can be king
If we let you pay us the leave
Nothing's for free, plus you are not in my league
Bitch, we can't even compete
On demon time when it come to hoes
Cause Yahweh blessed me with a lot of dick
I ain't even posed to be this cold
Allah made a **** rap like this
Drank influence rolled some stank into it
Off a psilocybin trip that made me lose it
On my favorite music, make them shake they booty
Tryna see if I can fuck your lady to it
My vibration hit a peak
It's only natural that your bitch is feelin' me
This for my enemies
See me in person and keep up the energy
Flex on them lyrically
Test their ability, they can't contend with me
Seriously, you gon' need bars for infinity
Neo and Trinity, and john f kennedy bitch
Turn up the fee
I need a kilo to feat I'm sick of my chemo, it's beats
Hold on, hold on, my snowfall will cause it to freeze
Take Primo,and nino the streets
Hold up, hold up, the only way you can be king
If we let you pay us to leave
Nothing's for free, plus you are not in my league
Bitch, we can't even compete
Hold up, hold up, it's my turn
If they don't know now, **** finna learn
Want my 200, I don't give a fuck
Pull up in a ice cream truck, big worm
Hold up, hold up, ****, that syrup
I want it all You **** need perks
I'm bout my profit, you **** is watchin' my pockets
I'll probably do double and third
Hold up, hold up, I need a bunch of new freaks
I need some pictures for Theet
Tell him to send them titties and cheeks
I'm finna send him a hundred at least
Hold up, hold up, make a bad bitch roll up
Tell her to make it obese Bitch, I'm a beast
Every time that I'm on track, that's facts, I put it on Zeke
Turn up the fee, I need a kilo to feat
I'm sick and my chemo, is beats
Hold on, hold on, my snowfall will cause it to freeze
Take Primo, and nino the streets
Hold up, hold up, the only way you can be king
If we let you pay us to leave, nothing's for free
Plus, you are not in my league Bitch, we can't even compete, ****
Written by: Jonathan Gallardo, Marcel Gibbs, terrance tisby
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