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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nardo Wick
Vocals
Arkay
Programming
Emkay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Horace Walls
Songwriter
Arkay
Songwriter
Mark Läpple Onokey
Songwriter
Carlos Pfersdorf
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arkay
Producer
Emkay
Producer
Aaron "Dash" Sherrod
Executive Producer
Frank Criddell
Executive Producer
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer
Horace Walls Jr.
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Ayy, what he said?
Ayy (Onokey fully loaded), what he said?
What he said? (Mm, Emkay), what he said?
What he said?
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what's his name, he said he the realest in it
Nardo what you got to say? Shh
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, niggas talk too much (don't say shit, shh)
Don't come around talking about shit I did, I ain't saying nothing (I ain't saying shit, shh)
Niggas scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (he ran from me, shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, nigga went to Double Dutching (shh)
You know I don't talk a lot, Nina, that's my translator
Claiming he was solid, heard life and turned to Fantasia
Them niggas don't never step, they much used to elevators
Metal stay with me, the steel apart of me like Terminator
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Tryna hit his heart and make it stop, stop
I don't know how niggas snitches, easy just to not talk
That nigga head ain't worth shit, it's easy just to get bought
I don't really like to spin, I'd rather use my feet and walk
I don't really sugar coat, I give it to you blood raw
I was fifteen with my gun in school, ask Reggie
I was fifteen out here robbing shit, ask Tony (no lie)
If a nigga said Wick ain't real, then he don't know me
It's hot as hell, got a jacket on 'cause that bitch on me
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what's his name, he said he the realest in it
Nardo what you got to say? Shh
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, niggas talk too much (niggas talk too much, shh)
Don't come around talking about shit I did, I ain't saying nothing (I ain't saying shit, shh)
Niggas scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (scared of eyes, shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, nigga went to Double Dutching (shh)
Me not wanna talk, me go mute (me go mute)
Me not wanna fight, me want shoot (me want shoot)
Me not want new friends, me want loot (I want loot the money)
Me a animal, me belong to the zoo (mo'fucking zoo)
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me (don't say shit to me)
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me (don't wanna fucking talk)
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, no IG killers follow me
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah
Nardo Wick, yeah
Writer(s): Mark Laepple, Carlos Pfersdorf, Horace Walls
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