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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kay Flock
Rap
BIG30
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Perez
Songwriter
Rodney White
Composer
Bennie Briggman
Songwriter
Michael Briggman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Project Kidz
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Edson 'Con Edson" Avelar
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck (can't duck)
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed (bitch, got bluff)
Movin' Wock, with the chop, thirties stuck on me, I don't let 'em box
Let off shots, watch 'em bop
Hallows they dancin' and rainin', I won't stop
I get money, I don't do Ciroc
Need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get money, I don't do Ciroc
Need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get money, I don't do Ciroc
Need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
Slide from both sides, we gon' wrap this shit up like a bowtie
Don't fold 'cause I know I'ma blow mine
My gun came with a safety, I broke mine (think I broke mine)
Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed (ayy, ayy, brr)
I'm slidin' Hellcat with a Glock
Bad bitch front seat, it look like Vivica Fox (she bad)
On the block everybody got a chopper
It's a thousand and somethin' shots tryna stop a nigga car
We spinnin', everybody tryna rob (spinnin')
Everybody catchin' bodies, everybody slang nines, we sinnin'
These niggas ain't street
Ain't shit like me, nigga, tell me how the fuck we twinnin'?
Nigga, fuck new friends, (twinnin')
With them hammers till the end
'Cause they was down bad, broke with me
And they been like this from the beginnin' (on God)
And it's been like that from the start (on God)
We slidin' with switches and stolen cars (stolen cars)
I'm so quick to hop out with the semi
Run down with the hitters, send shots to your heart (on God)
And most of these rap nigga bitch
We catchin' 'em slippin', and shootin' at stars (stars)
My grandma told me God forgive and
When I wack a nigga just go pray to God
Man, these nigga, they know I perform (they know that)
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed
Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed
Writer(s): Rodney White, Kevin Perez, Michael Briggman, Bennie Briggman
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