Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Edwards
Songwriter
Lyrics
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
I'm a seasoned veteran in this bitch
Imma let it marinate like this shit some margarine, we ain't come to play
Then we got things in the back with them extra extendos
Then we play games like Nintendo, then we pull off in the benzo
Then I take off in the end zone, we don't give a fuck what he say tho
Play with the money like play-doh, then we bust his head like Alfredo
He just a fool with the K tho, he can still catch this fade tho
I ain't got nun to say tho, so I just let my money talk, yeah it walk
Like the plug in the back, we light it up
And I told that fuck nigga, catch up, catch up
And I told that fuck nigga, catch up, catch up
Told that-
Fuck nigga, catch up, catch up
Just told that fuck nigga, catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that little nigga catch up
Ok I'm a little curious, imma get serious
And we pull up in that thang, like it's in the furious
Aye Fast and Furious, yeah it's just family
Call me Dom Toretto, pull up in a range tho
And she throw that cake tho, yeah that shit clappin'
If we got a issue, we ready for action
And I swear on my soul that we never fuckin' lackin
Pistol packin'
Where we actin'
We get the clappin'
Let it spray (Let it spray)
And you know we ain't come to play today (Play today!)
Talkin' shit out his mouth, we let it bang (Let it bang!)
Nigga talkin' bad put his ass to shame (His ass to shame!)
Yeah that nigga suck, yeah he is a lame (He is lame!)
You know we pull up in that bitch like lemonade (Like lemonade!)
And his bitch way badder, we finna trade
Aye babe I was playin', yeah it was just a phase
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that fuck nigga catch up
Told that fuck nigga catch up, told that little nigga catch up
(You're crazy!)
(Crazy am I?)
(You'll see rather I'm crazy or not)
Writer(s): T Edwards
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