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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
KSI
Vocals
Future
Vocals
21 Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olajide William Olatunji
Composer
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Composer
Nayvadius Demun Wilburn
Composer
Ivory Scott
Composer
Jamal Rashid
Composer
Diego Avendano
Composer
Sam Andrew Gumbley
Composer
Joseph Chambers
Composer
Joel Banks
Composer
Taylor Banks
Composer
Richard Preston Butler Jr
Composer
Aaron Ferrucci
Composer
Nana Bediako Rogues
Composer
Martell Smith-Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bankroll Got It
Producer
Nana Rogues
Producer
Robert Marks
Mixing Engineer
Niko Marzouca
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Grainger
Mixing Engineer
Matt Schwartz
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Adam Lunn
Recording Engineer
Rob Macfarlane
Recording Engineer
Diego Avendano
Producer
Joseph Chambers
Producer
Lyrics
Oh, yeah, yeah
Lord forgive us, ooh, ooh (D-Diego)
Lord forgive us, ooh, ooh (Mally Mall)
(B-B-Bankroll Got it)
Hit me on my burner, hit me on my burner, ayy
All we know is murder, all we know is murder
It's goin' down in my hood
They shoot rounds in my hood, they shoot rounds in my hood (lovely)
Tears in your eyes, on your momma cheek
Bloodstains dryin' on the concrete
Yeah, we be like, "Fuckin' all that Twitter shit"
All my niggas militant, take a hit for benefit
And I'm fuckin' all the witnesses
These strippers bitches ain't gon' say shit
Ayy, that's an unsolved freak (freaky, freaky)
Have mercy on a G (woo)
Whole gang up, all my brothers lit (true)
Racks on racks, ain't too much to spend (never waiting)
All come through when they wanna live (see they with the)
New chain chillin' and it got a twin
Ah, ooh (yeah, yeah)
Where were you when I was down?
Where were you? (Where were you?)
Guess you is the shit now, number two (look at you)
In the circus you a clown, look at you (you)
Bringing views (ah)
I pick what I want it then I cop, cop
That shit you dropped just gon' flop, flop
When the future is present, we pop off
Then tell me how can I drop off? (Yeah)
Their demeanor is fugazi
When you reach my level, man, many men they'll seem lazy (brr)
Plaque after plaque while the industry on my back
19 on my wrist so I'm roaming it with a pack
I got runners on the ándale
They go to West, we're never packin' for the holidays
Been dodging Judas since the time he kissed my money gone
Been gettin' boomers since the mainstream got their focus on
The focus' number one
Never follow rules, I was skippin' school (21)
You know I ain't friendly so quit actin' like we cool (pussy)
Spin them niggas block 'cause we have nothin' else to do (21)
Ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch, you know I'm a player, I tie my shoes (on God)
All my diamonds hit up (21)
Wet your block in a pick up (21)
All, all my cars they go fast, face ain't shit but I like her ass
I don't love her but I love my cash
COVID-19, I'm wearin' my mask
You know I'm out here thuggin', so suck me like you love me (facts)
Last opp played with us, we turned his ass duppy (wet)
I'm a big dog and I love to step on puppy (21)
Two-tone Maybach, same color Kentucky (21)
Whole gang up, all my brothers lit
Racks on racks, ain't too much to spend
All come through when they wanna live
New chain chillin' and it got a twin
Ah, ooh (yeah, yeah)
Where were you when I was down?
Where were you? (Where were you?)
Guess you is the shit now, number two (look at you)
In the circus you a clown, look at you (you)
Bringing views (ah)
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Danielle Stevenson, Richard Preston Butler Jr., Sam Andrew Gumbley, Jamal F. Rashid, Diego Javier Avendano, Olajide Olayinka Williams Olatunji, Joseph Arthur Chambers, Taylor Banks, Joel Banks, Ivory Curtis Iii Scott, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-joseph
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