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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nuk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Fraizer
Songwriter
Marley Munoz
Composer
Ronald Brown III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da Realest Sounds
Producer
ProducedByMarley
Producer
Lyrics
(Yo, Marley, you made this?)
Like that part, I'm boolin'
My bitches see me in that Trackstar, they like, "Scoop me"
I'm just playin' funny with you hoes, I'm like Druski
I just spent another $50K, I'm like, "Oopsies"
We been steppin' on shit, just had to crack another crab
I got Nani in the kitchen, she finna pack another half
Keep that Drakey on my back in case these niggas try to stab
I been turnt since a youngin', they think it happened kind of fast
Put a flash on my Glee, like I'm takin' flicks
Got bored and cut off all my young hoes, they weren't takin' dick
Just because you got a hundred grams, it ain't gon' make you Mitch
Just because I upped a hundred bands, that shit make you sick
That 'K gon' put thеy ass to bed, though
I was on the Eastside with it, wе ain't have egg rolls
We ain't have a master key, but boy, we had a deadbolt
My dog done touched so many people, boy, it's like hand soap
(Swear my niggas be like, "Talk your shit," I be like)
(This shit here for the taking, I ain't gon' lie)
(I really be goin' in on shit)
I don't fuck with ice, I'm gon' leave it for December
I be fuckin' hoes and I ain't even gon' remember
Wanna know what rage do, it turn a boss into a gremlin
58-thousand, yeah, that's the price if I add interest
They say uncle in county, I'm on the flight without permission
Spendin' NBA money all on this wock', I don't be trishin'
I don't do no Quagen neither
Just left one of my hoes 'cause she told me she had baby fever
This year for me, so don't hit me with no favors
I be just meetin' hoes and tell 'em meet me in Bottega
I'm really a star, but don't be playin' like I'm famous
Turn my opps to dreamcast like I'm playin' on a Sega
Yeah, I ball hard, boy, I play like I'm created
We done pressed too many niggas to be out comfortable with strangers
We done killed too many niggas to be out comfortable at all
It's two rules, standin' on business and standin' tall (standin' tall)
(My niggas say standin' on business is standin' on business)
(So if we see somethin' that need our attention, we stand on that shit to the fullest, you hear?)
I don't fuck with ice, I'm gon' leave it for December
I be fuckin' hoes and I ain't even gon' remember
Wanna know what rage do, it turn a boss into a gremlin
58-thousand, yeah, that's the price if I add interest
They say uncle in county, I'm on the flight without permission
Spendin' NBA money all on this wock', I don't be trishin'
I don't do no quagen neither
Just left one of my hoes 'cause she told me she had baby fever
We in that kitty thang, we don't do sports
When you dope sellin', you don't do shorts
Switch the plug every month, nigga, this my new source
Feds snatch us, we gon' play it cooler than a newport
Told my hoes when that ass fat, I bust fast
I'm an ape just like orangutan, I let my nuts drag
My nigga told me he fell off, they know I threw a touch pass
Swear these hoes been in my face longer than my mustache (mustache)
(Don't want no nigga with me if they ain't five, these niggas odd)
(It ain't no nigga bigger than the squad)
(If they bleed how I bleed, I'm bleedin' with 'em)
I don't fuck with ice, I'm gon' leave it for December
I be fuckin' hoes and I ain't even gon' remember
Wanna know what rage do, it turn a boss into a gremlin
58-thousand, yeah, that's the price if I add interest
They say uncle in county, I'm on the flight without permission
Spendin' NBA money all on this wock', I don't be trishin'
I don't do no quagen neither
Just left one of my hoes 'cause she told me she had baby fever
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Writer(s): Ronald Iii Brown, Marley Munoz, Nuk Five
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