Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonatan Leandoer Håstad
Composer
Vas Coleman
Composer
Hunter Addison Brown
Composer
Jean Christophe
Composer
Lyrics
(RIPSQUAD)
Yeah, 101 shit
(Citrus Gang)
If that pussy nigga owe, huh
(Akachi!)
Y-Young nigga stay solid like you 'posed to
Make yourself a boss ain't no goin' back to old you
You could turn a hunnit to a million if you want to
Shoot 'em in the face, if that pussy nigga owe you
Yeah, if that pussy nigga owe, aye
You can't show no mercy
They a try you like a hoe, aye
Ridin' round the city tryna get it with my woe
Can't depend on nobody, yeah
That's what I was told
Can't depend on nobody, that's what I know
'Cause niggas see the light, they try to leave you on the floor
Try to leave you in a ditch
Nigga, I was down bad
Now they all up in my face, 'cause a nigga count cash, aye
Keep countin' cash, aye
Watch 'em and I laugh, aye
Pussy stole my sound, huh, I don't need it back, yeah
In the ocean, nigga, this a shark attack
I'm the realest, all these pussy niggas wet
Young nigga stay solid like you 'posed to
Make yourself a boss ain't no goin' back to old you
You could turn a hunnit to a million if you want to
Shoot 'em in the face, if that pussy nigga owe
Yeah, if that pussy nigga owe
Aye, you can't show no mercy
They a try you like a hoe, aye
Ridin' round the city tryna get it with my woe
Can't depend on nobody, yeah
That's what I was told
Feelin' fresh, servin' clean
Double cup, lime cream
What a scene, obscene
My eyes, nothin' worth to see
Mint fresh, servin' clean
Turn a hunnit to a key
Sixty bands my verse fee
Look in my eyes nothin' to see
I'ma point the way (SadBoys in this bitch!)
Free Yung Bans like he's on my team, fuckin' tee
Racked up, taked up
Checked up, send dope
Can't take it out the window
Cops watchin' my info
Aye, young nigga stay solid like you 'posed to
Make yourself a boss ain't no goin' back to old you
You could turn a hunnit to a million if you want to
Shoot 'em in the face, if that pussy nigga owe you
Yeah, if that pussy nigga owe
You can't show no mercy
They a try you like a hoe, aye
Ridin' round the city tryna get it with my woe
Can't depend on nobody, yeah
That's what I was told
Writer(s): Jonatan Hastad, Vas Coleman, Hunter Addison Brown, Jean Christophe
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