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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mke3x
Mke3x
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Johnson
Michael Johnson
Songwriter
Daniel Goldstein
Daniel Goldstein
Songwriter
The P4X
The P4X
Songwriter
Des Bolden
Des Bolden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Goldstein
Daniel Goldstein
Mixing Engineer
Des Bolden
Des Bolden
Co-Producer
thep4x
thep4x
Co-Producer
proddvniel
proddvniel
Producer

Lyrics

3X, 3X, 3X, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm bout this chicken can't let no fuck **** go
Tell me bout how imma put in this work, Suicide, suicide thoughts on my mind so I
Had to go put it right onto the doors, Smiling so hard that my diamonds be cheesing
With me in the camera like Michael you're gross
Spent so much money on all of my clothes, Whole time I been fucking with all the gold
Imma stay cool to myself nonchalant, I got new money on me like a lot
Hoes coming through I got no open spots, Fuck with my mind rub you out like a knot
This girl acting crazy I went to her crib, She tried to give me some red beans in a pot
If this was anywhere else Imma beat it down quick then you get in the hell out my
Okay, Missing them days I would carry my luggage
I get to the port I ain't carrying nothing, Sorry not sorry my feelings fucked over
Hoe messed that shit up I don't want you I'm bluffing, Focused on money, on paper, on riches
You **** sit down while I'm still out here jumping
Try to play me like a goofy bitch I'm not the one
Imma get on your ass like I'm Ruffin, Spent 20k on my ear
This jacket I got on you not aware, It cost like uh, 10, 10, 10, 10
Mama I know that you proud of me, Papa I know that you proud of me
Micayla I know you proud of me, Micaiya I know that you proud of me
Daniel I know that you proud of me, I know that everybody proud of me
Lets stop with the hushing, I know a **** who fake like he toughing
I know a bitch who be making assumptions, Took too much love out of me so I'm running
Relationship status I do not want nothing, Just wanna fuck I don't need a concussion
I want your love but I don't wanna love it, If I can't get that I promise it's fuck it
If I can't get that I promise it's fuck it, Tell me why millions all under my name
I got friends all of sudden, Back when the girls that I liked wasn't
Treating me right Now I feel like I'm pressing they buttons
Already wanted you I don't want you anymore, So I guess it's the end of discussion
Bro hit me back with designer picks, All on my phone
Know I'm shipping my pants back from London, I'm bout this chicken can't let no fuck **** go
Tell me bout how imma put in this work, Suicide, suicide thoughts on my mind so I
Had to go put it right onto the doors, Smiling so hard that my diamonds be cheesing
With me in the camera like Michael you're gross
Spent so much money on all of my clothes, Whole time I been fucking with all the gold
3X, Whole time I been fucking with all the gold
Whole time I been fucking with all the gold, Whole time I what uh, uh
Whole time I been fucking with all the gold, Whole time I been fucking with all the gold, uh
Written by: Daniel Goldstein, Des Bolden, Michael Johnson, The P4X
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