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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brahim Gousse
Brahim Gousse
Vocals
Keione Brenson
Keione Brenson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brahim Gousse
Brahim Gousse
Songwriter
Keione Brenson
Keione Brenson
Songwriter
Austin Woodward
Austin Woodward
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Austin Woodward
Austin Woodward
Producer

Lyrics

They can’t see what we see, Not our species
Can’t do shit like what you do, All I wanna be is me
Told you
All of this shit can greasy
They didn’t wanna believe me
Guess I make it look easy
AYE
Watch what I do then reciprocate
How you talk but ain’t got shit to say?
Squad innis bitch loadin clips in K’s
Don’t feel like swingin my fists today
Choppa throw more than some fists at you
Who gon get blessed when this bitch ahh-chu?!
Bitch issa ‘when’ ain’t no ‘if’ I do
I might pull up and punt your shit
Heard your last tape I'm like damn he dropped bunk again
Understand what the fuck it takes if you want these wins
Their pockets look small honey I shrunk the kids
If you got a gun inside your coat then button it
Cheese said he got something rolled and there’s bud in it
I might yell at a little boat like Budden did
111 gang its the squad its the covenant
God said let there be light
Then and there a fuckin star was born
Got it lookin like children of the corn
That's why what you sayin to me really not important
That's why I be sleepy this shit boring
I be catching Z’s, I’ll wake up when I wake up in a foreign
Christian Dior’n
Even though that shit is not important
That don't mean a **** won't enjoy it
(One more time)
Squad gon hit that’s fa shit sho
They want this flow, that ain’t this tho
Don’t get mad at us, readjust yo bitch bro
Glocky in my fist, that shit do not miss bro
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Written by: Austin Woodward, Brahim Gousse, Keione Brenson
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