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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Waka Flocka Flame
Lead Vocals
Future
Vocals
Trouble
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Washington
Songwriter
J. Malphurs
Songwriter
M. Orr
Songwriter
N. Wilburn
Songwriter
R. Brooks
Songwriter
S. Uwaezuoke
Songwriter
T. McFetridge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Waka Flocka Flame
Executive Producer
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Joshua "Southside" Luellen
Executive Producer
Tal Miller
Mastering Engineer
Sonny Digital
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Send a hundred shots on way on everything I love
Take a personage on how to chase on everything I love
Prepare for my dying day on everything I love
I thought through the rock everyday on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
On everything I love, ****, on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
On everything I love, put that on everything I love
Flex the money, flex the cars, flex the bitches
[Verse 2]
Jackers looking at my motherfucker chain, grab it
Send a hundred shots through life line static
I'm from Clayton County where the youngest cause havoc
I'm the prodigy, Bricksquad Mob Deep
Dark pair of shades you can call me Easy-E
**** with that attitude you nothing like me
Now got me Ms. Scrooge, ****, I'm like Scrooge
Got a fucking when I jump out **** duck
That's on everything you love, six shot, sat your mama house
Next thing you talk about Flocka take the words
[Verse 3]
Send a hundred shots on way on everything I love
Take a personage on how to chase on everything I love
Prepare for my dying day on everything I love
I thought through the rock everyday on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
On everything I love, ****, on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
On everything I love, put that on everything I love
Flex the money, flex the cars, flex the bitches
[Verse 4]
Million dollar house, basement full of plastic
Hung up on my permits bitch, your son gonna be a bastard
So on everything I love, girl, everyone you love
Run score Monopoly, place no one abone
Dick sack, got this pimping in this club
What's a **** bump
Women my everything, now I wanna no butt
Lightweight rappers, I don't like too many rappers
Face as it hugs, a couple of me mugs
I send a hundred shots on way on everything I love
[Verse 5]
Send a hundred shots on way on everything I love
Take a personage on how to chase on everything I love
Prepare for my dying day on everything I love
I thought through the record everyday on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
On everything I love, ****, on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
[Verse 6]
On everything I love, thirty eight stug
Know for all my foes, it's just women and me and clothes
This is my name I guess to rearrange
And that's on everything I ever felt in heart
I'ma show the world, got two sense of rhythm break two apart
It's like this girl, I got backstage the ash
Must be trying to get snapped then
Four old foe just let me know G code you get no tax then
But you know what man get ain't ducks ain't got me different base and
The heart attack money, but I ain't trying to doubt I wanna see this dough
Into my dying day and even after that it's DTE
I'm a mob and that will high know that
You gotta love that
[Verse 7]
Send a hundred shots on way on everything I love
Take a personage on how to chase on everything I love
Prepare for my dying day on everything I love
I thought through the record everyday on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
On everything I love, ****, on everything I love
On everything I love, on everything I love
On everything I love, put that on everything I love
Written by: A. Washington, J. Malphurs, M. Orr, N. Wilburn, R. Brooks, S. Uwaezuoke, T. McFetridge