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PERFORMING ARTISTS
sosocamo
sosocamo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Sanders
Cameron Sanders
Songwriter
Calvin Dickinson
Calvin Dickinson
Arranger
grayto
grayto
Arranger
hadesfromheaven
hadesfromheaven
Arranger
Noah Mejia
Noah Mejia
Arranger
Owdji
Owdji
Arranger

Lyrics

This is part one, part one
That ****, they be talking, they don't know nothing
Got that drop, that Eddie ****, don't run
Bring her back to the spot, I hit her home run
That time she arranging
So the vibe be contagious
Hand me that brushy on the arrow
Moscato, you know how that go
Eastside, that's when I roll up
That's your problem, they be like, "I told you"
Baby, I see your vendetta
Better go, I told her to keep her head up
Drugged out, I'd be messed up
Going back and forth, but I can't hear you
Spin back on you, I don't mind it
That red rum, all about timing
The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain't safe
On the call, you're never gettin' paid
The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain't safe
On the call, you're never gettin' paid
Slide on me, she pourin' up red
I take a load off, why you so sexy?
Slow down on me with that pressure
She choosin' I'm richer than her peers
I got like eight missed calls, I don't care
The way I ran, he ran, so it ain't fair
Had to get off for RG, so I got him
Prada, Balenci, red bottom
The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain't safe
On the call, you're never gettin' paid
The pills got her blue on the face
Fucked up stealing a Wraith
While you out there, they ain't safe
On the call, you're never gettin' paid
Written by: Cameron Sanders
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