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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maceo Madison Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PsyKidd
Producer
Lyrics
Keep a glock on my side
Tell me, shawty, is you with it tonight?
(PSYKIDD)
Just say the word I do, lil' nigga
Just say the word I hit 'em
Young nigga runnin' through the pack like rats
The realest in this bitch, check my status
I got the keys off that bitch had her mad (had her mad)
Nigga ain't playin' tonight (no)
Choppa made that boy car go fast (right)
Now that broke bitch out of sight
Dressed in all black like a thief in the night
I'm gon' stick to the code, so I read him his rights
He a motherfuckin' bitch, stay away from the body
Lil' nigga, who dyin' tonight?
I said all I is dyin' tonight
I know he a bitch, I can see through the hype
Cardiac, glisten 'til we outta sight
I stay on my shit, just to skip through the night
Yeah, keep a glock on my side
Tell me, shawty, is you with it tonight?
I talk to God 'cause he ain't hearing me right
No time for angels
Fuckin' that bih on the freeway
No, that fuckboy get no leeway
Take a shot to that bih like I'm-ll
Take a bite out that bih like I'm Haise
Stick to the plan, lil' bitch you in my way
I wish you would listen what I say (okay)
I wish you would stick to the plan
You know that I love you, nigga
I wish you would stick to the plan
There's no one above you, nigga
Now all I do is stay in my head
And pour up a cup, lil' nigga, let's do it
I just throw it on
Lil' nigga I never miss
I get in my body (get in my body)
For you, you can tell by the fit, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep a glock on my side
Tell me, shawty, is you with it tonight?
I talk to God 'cause he ain't hearing me right
No time for angels
Tell me what you want
'Cause I don't know
Breaking my heart
Oh, yeah, you scare me
Fallin' apart, you know then I
Get it together
'Cause I know you better than this
This ain't what I wanted
But this what I got
Tell me all your secrets
'Cause you got a lot
Oh, you don't see you're the problem
That tells me a lot
Blowing my phone up
Yeah, you gotta stop
You want me tonight
You show up to my house and fuss up a fight
The way you move, yeah, I can't do it, don't lie, bih
Don't talk to me like I'm a nobody, aye
No time for angels, yeah
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