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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Muney
Kenny Muney
Performer
Young Dolph
Young Dolph
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Bernard Greene
Kenneth Bernard Greene
Songwriter
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Chanoonthebeat
Chanoonthebeat
Producer
PEEZYMANE
PEEZYMANE
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

She said I'm Nick, I already knew I wouldn't
Yeah, yeah, hey
She said I'm Nick, I already knew I wouldn't
I took my 9, my stretcher, then blew it up
I'm running long and stand up like a doula truck
Swipe my revolver inside the booty clip
Hit spicy, so I was on the way to my condo
Talking hoes, ain't no but two of us
How she sweet 'cause it ain't no but two of us
I'm 'bout to plug in my prongs, we suing up
These **** doing up smoke, put my suit up
Go get the money, go get it, go loot up
I been at the finish line, man, I'm two up
Yeah, you can't even start, go tune up
Look at them lions, man, ****, they losers
I hang with rich ****, killers and screw ups
Told her my partner, no matter what, stay up
If he go broke, man, watch how they do you
Glocks with extension (ayy), lot of bad bitches (ayy)
Gave him a Uzi and sent him on a mission (ayy)
Used to fuck with him 'til he turned to a fuck ****
Had to tell my best friend to keep his distance (damn), she thick alicious
Walked in the house and fucked her in the kitchen (yeah, yeah)
My fingers, they itching
This bankroll on me bigger than a bitch (yeah, yeah)
Used to be broke, but I ain't never ever going back no more (yeah, yeah)
Racks in the flow, chopper up under my Givenchy coat (yeah, yeah)
I don't trust a soul, I hate these **** and I hate these hoes (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I gotta go, I got a plate waiting on me at the store (be right back)
But I ain't gon' lie, she a bad lil' bitch (bad)
Smashed her for thirty minutes, jumped up, put on my clothes
And now she a mad lil' bitch
I got shit to do and people to see (yeah)
My **** them just like me (yeah)
Dope boy, a lil' white tease (yeah)
Iced out and a pair of Spike Leaves (yeah)
Keep chop sticks like a Chinese
Y'all know I'm in love with these sticks like the Chinese
Need some new choppers, I can't wait to fight it (yup)
Dre with the stock, yeah, it kick like karate (yup)
I love my guns and a bitch with a body, yeah, y'all **** be buyin' these bitches
I must be a burgundy, hoes tryna buy me
Just hit the lil' bitch, now her friends wanna try me
I give a good dick, then go miss 'em like Kyrie (uh)
Bang to the trap, boy, they love me like Ali
I make it rain in the drop, got 'em jolly
Go as a badman, this rap shit a hobby
You know my 9 for the bank, can't deny me (point G)
Just look who my hoes to done got me
Y'all **** so fly, got the plane tryna fly me
My wrist where his head, got my coupe tryna trap me
I'm poppin' dick, she like a Perc in the Mali (yeah)
This bitch pop the Perc, tryna boot up
She turnin' up, she just bought a new Bug (yeah)
Like these bitches bosses and cougars
How I let you be with trappers and jewelers?
Hold on, I mean trappers, jewelers, and shoot-ups
We stand on these Glocks, we ain't usin' no Ruger's
You know we lock thin like the goddamn Ku Klux
Used to be down, now look, we done moved up, bitch
She said, 'I'm Nick', I already knew I would
I took my 9, in my street, she done blew it up
My money long, it stand up like a duty truck
Took my revolver, inside the booty clip
This white seat, toes on the way to my condo
Talkin' hoes, ain't number two of us (hey)
She swing, 'cause it ain't number two of us (hey)
I'm out of plug and I proms, we suitin' up
These **** goin' up, smoke on my suit up
Come get the money, go get it, go loot up
Hop in the Defender, it's like, 'Man, I'm two up'
Yeah, you can't even start, go tune up
Look at them lions, man, ****, they losers
I hang with rich ****, killas, and screw ups
Told 'em my partners, no matter what, stay up
If you go broke, man, watch how they do you
Watch how they do you, watch how they do you
Watch how they do you, watch how they do you
Written by: Adolph Robert Thornton Jr., Kenneth Bernard Greene
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