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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Calhoun
Performer
Demun Jones
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Calhoun
Composer
Demun Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Toner
Producer
Lyrics
Ridin' through this motherfucker, get your lighters up
Ri-ridin' through this motherfucker, get your lighters up
Ri-ri-ridin' through this motherfucker, get your lighters up
Ridin' through this motherfucker, get your lighters up
I'ma keep on gunnin' 'til I shut 'em all up
I don't do this for the fame, I do it for all of us
If you think you ain't got a voice that ain't ever true
Long as I'm around, I'ma rep red, white, blue
Ridin' through this motherfucker, get your lighters up, boy
You ain't never ridin', why you always fuckin' stuck, boy?
You can keep on tryin' but it never be enough, boy
E-Everyone around me laughs, 'cause you just with some fuckboys
Don't I hear a lot of talkin', they can't walk the walk
What the fuck, hook 'em up, pull him out his damn truck
Damn brah, I thought you was supposed to be so damn tough
Why the first one talkin' shit the first one to run, huh?
No way, fuck you say?
We ain't tryna hear that, get the fuck out the way
Boy whatcha lookin' at, whatcha whatcha lookin' at?
Boy whatcha you lookin' at, what the fuck you lookin' at?
No way, fuck you say?
We ain't tryna hear that, get the fuck out the way
Boy whatcha lookin' at, whatcha whatcha lookin' at?
Boy what you lookin' at, what the fuck you lookin' at?
We winnin' welcome to second place
Better get your pads boy, I'm in your face
Thought I was easin' off, naw dog that ain't the case
Place your bets on the vets, we ain't losin' the race
This is a winner take all, barbarian bar brawl
Get your, get your fists in the air, I'm talkin' all y'all
Thought about takin' the easy way, aww hell naw
Any weapon thrown against me, they all fall
Better get with God 'cause hard times are comin'
So buckle up buddy, good luck it means nothin'
Bum rushin' over the competition there somethin' like
A freight train runnin' you over, we ain't bluffin'
No way, fuck you say?
We ain't tryna hear that, get the fuck out the way
Boy whatcha lookin' at, whatcha whatcha lookin' at?
Boy whatcha you lookin' at, what the fuck you lookin' at?
No way, fuck you say?
We ain't tryna hear that, get the fuck out the way
Boy whatcha lookin' at, whatcha whatcha lookin' at?
Boy what you lookin' at, what the fuck you lookin' at?
Uhh, ahh
Uhh, ahh
Uhh, ahh
Writer(s): Thomas Toner, Matthew David Jones, Adam Calhoun
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