Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Samar Jackson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samar Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Grass
Producer
Lyrics
We're, right there
I did it again
We're, right there
I did it again
C-A-Y-O, C-C-A-Y-O
C-C-A-Y-O, C-C-A-Y-O
I like, I like sippin, sippin
Codiene when it's nightime
I hear my voice crystal fuckin' clear
When I read yo mind
Radioactive, mask up before you go outside
I hate bein' passive
Sky's green, massive
My money wobble, whip got forgiatos
I'ma pop bottle, I feel it today
I'm thinkin' mosacto, my foot on the throttle
Put on Ferragamo, won't see you tomorrow
I won't give you no last chance
I won't give you no last dance
Give me the standard, I'm shootin' this shit like Samson
Eat me and Drink me, like Marilyn Manson
I can trip bout some money, but fuck it, I toast
Tryna run up the score, tryna double a dozen
Buzz' in a bitch, just to fuck on my buzzin
Sippin' on Sizurp, Makatussin
How you let the money change you
We used to rock the same shoes
Mama said, boy, what you can't do
I look back, like there's nothin' left
These **** mad, they can't cook up
Need pick a book up
Fore you go fuck with a chef
Good drugs, I got em' shook up
You need to shut up, you need to go to the left
Once you act more structured, everything be blessed
After, this song, you gon' wanna slumber
Took away your stress
We're, right there
I did it again
We're, right there
I did it again
C-A-Y-O, C-C-A-Y-O
C-C-A-Y-O, C-C-A-Y-O
I like, I like sippin, sippin
Codiene when it's nightime
I hear my voice crystal fuckin' clear
When I read your mind
Radioactive, mask up fore you go outside
I hate bein' passive
Sky's the green massive
Schwat
Schwat
Schwat
What
Bitch, bitch
Written by: Samar Jackson