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Who Got It (feat. Chevy Quis)

Ya K

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Who Got It (feat. Chevy Quis)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquis Pierre Williams
Marquis Pierre Williams
Songwriter
Eric Yasir Kaleem Ponder
Eric Yasir Kaleem Ponder
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chevy Quis
Chevy Quis
Mastering Engineer
SVGAR
SVGAR
Producer

Lyrics

I'm on the block, who coppin'? They hit the strip, who got it? Havin' this shit, I pop it Settin' the trends, new topic Life is chess, move proper Or be run over, Mufasa Plenty of ins, got options We spun again, who shot ya'? Head in my lap, she mawkin' Empty my clip, recock it Move like a ghost, streets watchin' Say that baw good, he got it! Came to collect when we find em' Clip more than heads when we line em' Never forget it, reminder! We ain't the same on shinin' Easy to tell y'all fraudin', never learned trap but forgot it Never shot shit, why he got it? Studying me, now he Diamonds From Lebanon, I don it Fuckin' with me, now she Diamonds Horsin' this shit, they jock it Whoring this game, she twockin' Leveled my life, due timin' Lil' Mama lip-gloss, it's poppin' Trap in'a noose, head-locked it Beatin' the block, dead toxic We be the wave, been 'bout it Like Antinous, they drowin' We do not swipe for designer If i gift tits, that's design her I'm on the block, who coppin'? They hit the strip, who got it? Havin' this shit, I pop it Settin' the trends, new topic Life is chess, move proper Or be run over, Mufasa Plenty of ins, got options We spun again, who shot ya'? Head in my lap, she mawkin' Empty my clip, recock it Move like a ghost, streets watchin' Say that baw good, he got it! Came to collect when we find em' Clip more than heads when we line em' Never forget it, reminder! We ain't the same on shinin' They can't duplicate the god (Chevy) They way we operate the trap and make this money stack This shit a work of art The 'Yoppa pullin' n***** cards So don't try and stick me, I shoot 'til it's empty and rock the whole Boulevard I'm in the field like a Sarge, send hella shots, a barrage And Gremlins come out after dark (Come out after dark) It's over ain't no time for talks, I muzzled ya' dog cause he barked He mighty, I send him to God, thought Chevy was sweet and he lost I be on business, I'm out the way on a mission, somewhere it ain't no extradition! I'm on the block, who coppin'? They hit the strip, who got it? Havin' this shit, I pop it Settin' the trends, new topic Life is chess, move proper Or be run over, Mufasa Plenty of ins, got options We spun again, who shot ya'? Head in my lap, she mawkin' Empty my clip, recock it Move like a ghost, streets watchin' Say that baw good, he got it! Came to collect when we find em' Clip more than heads when we line em' Never forget it, reminder! We ain't the same on shinin'
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