Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ballout
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Carthan
Songwriter
Lyrics
Dp on the beat!
The fuckin' glo boyz
All, do, chief keef
My truck got 7 on horses, I go 200 when I speed (skrt)
Roll up a half a pound, nigga I love smokin' weed (gross)
Shorty said I smell good, I told her "I smell like krit" (weed)
In school, math my favorite subject but I know how to read (yeah)
In my bank, I got commas, I'm not one you wanna beesk (nah)
I was 17, 2012, overseas (yoon)
And hoes on jetskies fallin' off tryna rescue me
Niggas ain't kill nobody, how the fuck you gon' get the best of me? (all)
I get bread, Sarah Lee, we ride with things in Jeeps
Pullin' up, you gon' hear, tracks so loud, we can creep (nah)
Fuck with me, get your fuckin' brains blew out in the street (bang)
Blowin' money like I'm Mitch, thesе hoes love when I spеak
You know I could take some freaks, all the college girls geeks
Internet niggas police, say they 'bout it, gotta show me
Friendly ass niggas, all they ass want is peace (nah for real)
My cars, I don't lease, I'ma keep dissin' niggas 'seased (fuck junebug, fuck tooka)
We in Beverly Hills feastin', when we hit Beverly we hit neimans
We in trackhawks, we in Demons, you gon' hear 'em pipes screamin'
All white with my seats bleedin', them niggas ran when they seen us
Glock 23 got a flashlight, I red beam it (bang)
My truck got 7 on horses, I go 200 when I speed (skrt)
Roll up a half a pound, nigga I love smokin' weed (gross)
Shorty said I smell good, I told her "I smell like krit" (weed)
In school, math my favorite subject but I know how to read (yeah)
In my bank, I got commas, I'm not one you wanna beesk (nah)
I was 17, 2012, overseas (yoon)
And hoes on jetskies fallin' off tryna rescue me
Niggas ain't kill nobody, how the fuck you gon' get the best of me? (all)
Writer(s): Will Carthan
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