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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
CB5
Performer
Mýles
Performer
Uraelb
Performer
Christian Brodnax
Performer
Bobby Nimoy
Performer
Marc Quezada
Performer
Babatunde Awe
Performer
Wendell O'Brien
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mýles
Songwriter
Christian Brodnax
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bobby Nimoy
Producer
Dariush Apfelthaler
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Uh uh it is too cold and too early for us to be out here running
This shit ghetto as hell
I fuckin hate this stupid ass school
I ain't even bring no PE shoes Mr. Teacher
Yeah ay
Skrrrr
Vroom vroom
Uh yeah
Yeah
Top of the morning I'm chilling out here in Paris
Took so many days off school that they call me Ferris
Bueller
You screwed up
Cause I might be boo'ed up
But I'll pick the tool up
I'm talking about pens pencils and rulers
Drippin in water like the na-a-a-avy
Drowning in dubs come and sa-a-a-ave me
So watch your backs if you pla-a-a-ay me
Cause all my homies got the juice got the juice got the juice
Drippin in water like the na-a-a-avy
Drowning in dubs come and sa-a-a-ave me
So watch your backs if you pla-a-a-ay me
Cause all my homies got the juice got the juice got the juice
Lobbin me the mic like it's an alley oop
I talked to god said I was building so he handed me the tools
I just needed to reset and get back in it nothing new
Had to manifest some rest cause I'm not with the patient moves
Gotta work and pay my dues
I'm the king I cannot lose
Want smoke I got the fumes
Mumblin dead stay in your tomb
Cross the line put you to snooze
I'm in your head don't blow a fuse
I'm comin thru what you gon do
I'm comin thru what you gon do
Yeah yeah
I was lost now I'm found back up in like I'm supposed to
I don't play around shawty back it up like a post move
Took a couple days for me to fix up all the lose screws
My new mental focus gonna take some gettin used to
Ridin on my wave like I was carvin up the ocean
Think ya gettin to me sorry never really noticed
I was busy kickin back and mixin up some potions
Squad is always ready when we ride it's a commotion
We got the sauce we got the juice but we not blendin' in
Take a hit get a sip put the henny in
Mixing in we ain't mixin up flipping cups
That's just party stuff yeah im drownin in the dubs
But I don't need these peeps to help me up
Like I'm okay
Got some hunnids in the tub
Rappin' like chipotle
Ya'll are so late
Rappin cray cray I'm super crazay
Ya'll are hatin' on my shot but I'll make you watch the replay
He say she say
I'm tired of all the debates
I used to feature for free but my prices had to inflate
I'm Luke cage
Hit you in the head and knock your membrane
I'm ingrained
Sticking to my roots I'm Kunta Kinte
Drippin in water like the na-a-a-avy
Drowning in dubs come and sa-a-a-ave me
So watch your backs if you pla-a-a-ay me
Cause all my homies got the juice got the juice got the juice
Drippin in water like the na-a-a-avy
Drowning in dubs come and sa-a-a-ave me
So watch your backs if you pla-a-a-ay me
Cause all my homies got the juice got the juice got the juice
See for the longest I been biting on my tongue
Sheesh
I got a couple tricks up my sleeve I just pull them out for fun
Sheesh
They love to talk about me but I ain't the one
I put the hoodie Melo on and sneak up on you like a nun
See the fakes style out like when the bounce rolls
The sweet I'm speakin' you'll get tomorrow
Then leak and tweet this and bow like wow goes
I need a size seventeen Be-nard I'm on go
Yeah yeah
They told me hop on the beat I'm just like OK
Ay
Pulling up my sleeves I put the gloves on like I'm OJ
Murdering this beat I left the blood stains on the old J's
Not the J's not the buddas
This Pacer Test ain't nothing Reggie Miller choking Spike Lee
I can't take my time I'm too greedy Yeah
My folks back home right now man they need me Yeah yeah
I'm pulling out the cats on you call me tweety
RTR the gang
This Merry Melodies that I'm dropping got you dreaming
I got the juice like Orenthal James
Like Pootie Tang sipping tang
Or Nino Brown
Who whip that cane
Or Dr. Strange
What's your end game
If it's bout fame
We not the same
Yo juice real plain
Concentrate I go insane
Just peep my slang
These bars Cobain
That mean they bang
Can't be soft
That's too low mein
Don't feel my shit
Then it's chow mein
I'm fire god
Call Me Liu Kang
Punch vicious
Crazy how I kick shit
They wishin I go light on em
Like mixedish
When I spin off they hope I dismount
And stop flippin
With rap I'm a gymnast
The goat yes I been this
It's just so ridiculous
Sending shots at a marksman
Who keep a full clip in
Man why y'all pretending
Like y'all ready for a malice in my palace
Y'all won't even throw shade
I'm just sippin' juice up in a Chalice
Drippin in water like the na-a-a-avy
Drowning in dubs come and sa-a-a-ave me
So watch your backs if you pla-a-a-ay me
Cause all my homies got the juice got the juice got the juice
Drippin in water like the na-a-a-avy
Drowning in dubs come and sa-a-a-ave me
So watch your backs if you pla-a-a-ay me
Cause all my homies got the juice got the juice got the juice
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