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PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
Vocals
DracoKid
Programming
sacaii
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aidan James Barrett
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Raphael Udo III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DracoKid
Producer
sacaii
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Lyrics
TKO, gator boys clickin'
Yeah, you know what the fuck goin' on
Big Dracs
Ayy
Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on niggas
Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no niggas
Ain't runnin' from triggers
I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer
He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga
I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters (brrt, brrt)
If I miss a target, must've been dreamin'
I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (brrt, brrt)
Born with this aim since I came out my mother
I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer
You can ask my brother how niggas turn into a Gusher
When I up the Drac', then I buss
On my nigga, say, "Fuck 'em", so you know it's fuck 'em
I fucked him over, then fucked on his lover (brrt, brrt)
I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (brrt, brrt)
Say she love when I slut her, but I'd never cuff her
Nigga, nope
Fly like Peter Pan
Bitch, you know I been the man
All black Batman with my niggas Robin
Gun got a wingspan, lay him down like he on a bean bag
Shoot the whole crew, where his team at?
Took 'em out the loop when I shoot in a coupe with a deuce, deuce
Lettin' loose at your door, mailman
Finger fuck the K, I seduce, better duck like a goose
When I'm out the roof shootin' like a mad man
Say you caught a hat, where the body at?
When you find that, motherfucker call me back
Few attempts on my belt, I ain't proud of that
It was somethin' tellin' me to double back
And I been had a body, we been beatin' those
Tell 'em free Tevo, this shit TKO and you know how that go
Me and my brother, we murdership goals
Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on niggas
Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no niggas
Ain't runnin' from triggers
I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer
He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga
I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters (brrt, brrt)
If I miss a target, must've been dreamin'
I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (brrt, brrt)
Born with this aim since I came out my mother
I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer
You can ask my brother how niggas turn into a Gusher
When I up the Drac', then I buss
On my nigga, say, "Fuck 'em", so you know it's fuck 'em
I fucked him over, then fucked on his lover (brrt, brrt)
I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (brrt, brrt)
Say she love when I slut her, but I'd never cuff her
Never cuff her, never wife her, the only thing she get is pipe
Told her that we got a date today, but she gettin' dick tonight
No, it ain't right
She tellin' me she need me in her life, but I want her friend, shiesty
Catchin' me without my pipe, unlikely
Have you ever seen Mike without Ike?
Turned it up a notch, now I been gettin' global
Bitches on my crotch, overseas and local
Take a seat and watch me, never lose yo' focus
Told bro to spot me, too much weight, I'm loaded
Which one you boys the boldest?
Reach for this charm, you die while you posin'
Reach for this chain, you die in that motion
Leave him stuck, hypnosis
Took the pride he was holdin'
Yeah, yeah, livin' the life that these rappers be rappin' 'bout
Let's take a lie detector, see who cappin' now
Graduated from the streets with a cap and gown
First degree on my body count
Ayy, how many we popped? Get a headcount
Made bro recount, get the right amount
Last nigga he ratted, he dead now
Foot on they necks, I be stompin' on niggas
Ain't wearin' no vest, I ain't duckin' no niggas
Ain't runnin' from triggers
I look down the barrel, tell 'em pull it since he think he really a killer
He ain't like that 'til he pop him a jigga
I see through these bitches like Snapchat filters (brrt, brrt)
If I miss a target, must've been dreamin'
I never miss a shot when I'm tryna sic 'em (brrt, brrt)
Born with this aim since I came out my mother
I'm CJ McCollum when it hit the buzzer
You can ask my brother how niggas turn into a Gusher
When I up the Drac', then I buss
On my nigga, say, "Fuck 'em", so you know it's fuck 'em
I fucked him over, then fucked on his lover (brrt, brrt)
I didn't use a rubber, gotta feel when I cut her (brrt, brrt)
Say she love when I slut her, but I'd never cuff her
I never cuff her
NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
Writer(s): Bryson Potts, Raphael Udo Iii, Aidan James Barrett
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