Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahmal Hill
Songwriter
Theo Jones
Songwriter
Lyrics
Moncler I ain't gon lie why would I gang
Big steppa real slida get shit poppin
They wanna know when this shit droppin
Ain't falling off and ain't shit stopping
Shooting real high like a floater
Drink in my soda
He play with me had to tear drop em
You know what they here for it's getting clearer
We them ones they wanna be when they look in the mirror
You know what they here for
It's gonna rain everyday with this drip and reign full of terror
It's always the pressure no questions so save em
Lil shawdee who catch em don't fuck wit the neighbors
Before it was Covid we walked down like Jason
Boomin so hard I might switch back to pagers
Had to remind ha my time ain't cheap
Should make a couple thousand errrtime I speak
For the F on my 4 ima ride past E
Good aroma the terpines gone hit to a T big dog
Still dont got shit for a flee
Even ones who do tricks and gone sit when I please
Knock down her walls fuck a door if you sleep
To make it make sense what's a brick to a key
Started wit 4 And flipped that to a whole one
Ain't selling no 8ths but it's 20 a gram
I get love in my city I'm really the man
The way that we mail em you thinkin it's spam
Big steppa real slida get shit poppin
They wanna know when this shit droppin
Ain't falling off and ain't shit stopping
Shooting real high like a floater
Drink in my soda
He play with me had to tear drop em
You know what they here for it's getting clearer
We them ones they wanna be when they look in the mirror
You know what they here for
It's gonna rain everyday with this drip and reign full of terror
Stepped on that crack na I ain't superstitious
My neck full of water like fishes and dishes
In the field some changed up
I can tell by they pitches
He miss his chick I'm getting too from his Mrs
Please don't place doubt on me hardest to do it undoubtedly
301 Beat up that route til it bleed
Ain't no point in looking back
When you in the lead gotta house with no back door and a car with no key
Imma bleach the whole crib if they ever breach
Had to buy some more sticks I got pounds of the leaves
Set it up and send locs if you ready to eat
You can pay through the Apple for fritter for cheap
I seen ya lil dogs and the whole litter was weak
On the code we make toast when we pour the codeine
This hot shit I spit it build up my esteem
If it's opps in the building I'm clutching the squeeze
Big steppa real slida get shit poppin
They wanna know when this shit droppin
Ain't falling off and ain't shit stopping
Shooting real high like a floater
Drink in my soda
He play with me had to tear drop em
You know what they here for it's getting clearer
We them ones they wanna be when they look in the mirror
You know what they here for
It's gonna rain everyday with this drip and reign full of terror
Writer(s): Jahmal Hill
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