Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lukas Anthony Piscitelli
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lukas Anthony Piscitelli
Producer
Ian Hran
Producer
Lyrics
It's been a long year
Pour the glass out to the ones that ain't here
By choice
I hoist it all up
This ain't luck
No rabbit's foot
I got this thing wrapped up
Your girl's favorite rapper
If they asked us
Masked up
No clue
Who it was
Didn't see it coming
Behind ya with the candlestick
Bet you know my handle sick
J-will the way I handle shit
Know my daddy taught me boss moves
Can't slow up I know I lost you
Coming after everything the house and the wedding ring
I just put my foot down
The cub on the coast
You better calm down
This is your Oasis
Wind whipping
Been abrasive
Wanna move my girl to day shift
But I won't take a night off
I talk the same shit
In the studio
The motion sensor lights off
I might cough
I don't hiccup
I can't afford to miss steak
Beef on a bitch plate
Yeah I gave an inch
And it didn't take
Y'all hesitate
I don't think you really want it
I was spitting for my brother and your cousin
Saw it coming
Little tyke
Red dot that's a little sight
Yeah I gotta eye on ya
I'll warn ya
Too big for you to chew
I'm big league
Double AA
Wind up
You need a battery
To batter me
And I can take a punch
Know my to-do list checked off by lunch
And your girl know that I'm a belly filler
Shit I'm gutsy
Not done don't hush me
I gotta way with words
The tongue and cheek don't touch me
Lie through ya teeth
The smile is ugly
Head nods in hallways
Handshakes they go a long way
I'm all paid
Know my pockets stay covered like allstate
Finished school thinking this was our fate
Wrong take
Yelling cut
Cut it out, mick
I got work to put in
You pulling out quick
Grab towel
Hit the showers
Dry off
I ain't pouting from a loss
It's win at all cost
Been a tie game
Ya riding pine
And I'm rising
I got the touch
Know that shit ain't surprising
You wide eyeing
Like Revis put my girl on a island
Sipping mai tais
Couldn't seek a silver lining
A gold chain
That's from 84
I wore it and I made it more
Who ya playing for
Who ya playing with
Cuz it's not me
Yeah it's not me
Bari Cub, on copy
Means we'll all see
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