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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bossman Dlow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante McCreary
Songwriter
Victor Lassila
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Mixing Engineer
HardKnock
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Give me the alley, I'ma slam dunk (Slam dunk)
I can't chase a bitch, my sack ran up (My sack ran up)
I'll dunk on a fuck ****, and-one (And-one, ****)
I'm eatin' lamb chops and rice in a Lam' truck (****)
Brodie, frrt, better pick your mans up (Frrt)
I'm like, better get your grams up (****)
I just poured a four, I'm sleep standin' up (Standin' up)
You ain't gotta call my phone, ****, just handle up (Just handle up)
[Verse 1]
I'm at the shows with them sharks, we comin' deep (We comin' deep)
Real street ****, I was born in the middle of the street (Middle of the street)
Fuck me good, I'll spend a bag, I ain't cheap (Come here, bae)
Uh, neck and wrist hittin', Muhammad Ali (Bling)
It cost a dub or better, you ain't got it, you're kicked out (You're kicked out)
Bad bitch, fiftieth floor, penthouse (Come here, bae)
I gotta call the bank, withdrawal a big amount (Give me fifty, akh)
Give me a rental and a trap phone and I'm en route (Trap)
I don't want no fuck **** 'round me, cut him off if he ain't solid (****)
I pull up in an i8, this ain't no fuckin' Maserati (Yoom)
I'm in the water with them sharks, everybody 'round me gon' pop it (Pop it, ****)
I got a fifty-ball in dubs, I don't need no fuckin' wallet (****)
I wake up and put that shit on, damn, that fuck **** icy (Yeah)
I got teethmarks all on me, damn, you fuck **** bitin' (Yeah)
I'm doin' one-twenty in the— damn, this bitch here runnin' (Yoom)
Bein' broke make me sick, I'll be damned I don't get some money (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Give me the alley, I'ma slam dunk (Slam dunk)
I can't chase a bitch, my sack ran up (My sack ran up)
I'll dunk on a fuck ****, and-one (And-one, ****)
I'm eatin' lamb chops and rice in a Lam' truck (****)
Brodie, frrt, better pick your mans up (Frrt)
I'm like, better get your grams up (****)
I just poured a four, I'm sleep standin' up (Standin' up)
You ain't gotta call my phone, ****, just handle up (Just handle up)
Written by: Devante McCreary, Victor Lassila