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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clarence Burgess
Songwriter
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Hurt Tracks
Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mane, let me see that after you
Hello?
Man, what's happening?
Shit, what up?
I need a favor
One of them?
One of them
You bitches want brass?
Say no mo'
[Verse 2]
Say I'm too aggressive, that's that pressure, ****, test you
Shout out my **** special, he come home, we goin' extra
Evolvin' grew with power, he that sour, I'ma stretch you
My heart too big while thanking God, I finally learned my lesson
[Verse 3]
Your bitch gon' fuck someone you know after you get arrested
My **** broke the street law with an eight minute confession
God have mercy on his soul, pray he don't miss no blessings
Turning up, we kill it all, on Instagram we flexing
[Verse 4]
I'll steal one of you ****, check one of you ****
Get pissed on, get pissed off and bless one of you ****
But wait, that's Lil Cannon, loaded MAC 11
Tell the ho you with that you'll disrespect me
But probably really won't ever
[Verse 5]
I run shit, no effort, walk by faith, I'm careless
No weapon formed shall prosper,
I'm a god, ****, be careful
**** slapped you, you ain't that 'bout it
So pussy ****, whatever
When it's shots fired, I was out here
Still riding 'round in my section
[Verse 6]
Heaven made me tailor made, express image and likeness
Illuminated my skin glow and a lot of **** don't like it
Immortal, swearing to me when they swearing to God
They won't wake up tomorrow
Angels will follow, speak death from my lips
And I promise you this, you will lay in a coffin
[Verse 7]
Dominion over this outer realm, mojo power like Austin
StarBucks with K. Michelle, in the car sippin' my coffee
I meant to say Kyra Michelle, excuse me, if I had lost you
[Verse 8]
If a bitch bad with a thick ass, whip dick out while she talkin'
If we in the car and she get mad, won't kiss ass, she walkin'
My new thing I just grabbed, cocaine paint retarded
Nother wrapped dash with wood grain and the lamb skin like Spalding
[Verse 9]
Chris Porter at Auburn, men is picking up when I called 'em
At the babershop, a **** Philly had me uncomfortable
I won't argue
You ain't know Nook was in the back room
Go with your move, he gon' off you
That same **** that said that I look at him like a big uncle
Hate you the most be the people you loving
Shit get so disgusting, motherfucker
Written by: Clarence Burgess, Kevin Gilyard