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PERFORMING ARTISTS
AJ Tracey
AJ Tracey
Lead Vocals
SAFE
SAFE
Vocals
SahBabii
SahBabii
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ché Wolton Grant
Ché Wolton Grant
Songwriter
Saaheem Valdery
Saaheem Valdery
Songwriter
Saif Musaad
Saif Musaad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maaly Raw
Maaly Raw
Producer
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Producer

Lyrics

My drop-top went down (Down, down, down) Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To) Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You) We're on the block, not computers Really outside with the shooters She don't hook up with no losers Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To) Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You) We're on the block, not computers Really outside with the shooters She don't hook up with no losers She don't want link (Uh, link, uh, yeah, yeah) Diamonds a sink (Yeah, cool, huh) Brown and that mink (Yeah, hey) It's red in my drink (It's red in my— Yeah) She don't want link, she don't want link (Nope, uh, yeah) She don't want link (No way) Please tell the gang what you— (Uh, yeah, what?) Please tell the gang what you think (Think about, uh, yeah) My girl a princess, she Zelda (Zelda, uh, yeah, yeah, what?) Your girlfriend name should be Helga (Uh, cool) Young AJ flex like I'm Elba (I flex like I'm Elba, uh, cool, cool) Walk down on that little boy with the Glock (Walk with—) Walk down on that little boy with the mop (Yeah, cool) Dem man don't want it, don't tell me to pop (Tell me) Extend all these bullets, they ain't gonna stop Went down (Down, down, down) Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To) Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You) We're on the block, not computers Really outside with the shooters She don't hook up with no losers Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to Same niggas tryna call her name but She don't know you (She don't know) We're on the block, not computers (Yeah) Really outside with the shooters (Yeah, jheez) She don't hook up with no losers (Yeah) If a nigga don't pay the bill, then it's lights out (Pew, pew, pew) Yeah, she suck it up, eat it up, clean it up, baby Like lights out (Lights out) Yeah, get a bad strong when I open up the smell like pots out Yeah, she had the dick in her hand Like she was tryna get the motherfucking thots out I'm with AJ Tracey (AJ Tracey) He gon' shoot for me like Atlanta and McGrady (Atlanta and McGrady) Fuck my hoes I'm working through, I can't have no babies She got a lot of ass in them jeans More crack than the '80s (In the '80s) Pick up your girl after school Nut on her butt, she eat up the nut like a squirrel Buss' on them cheeks It look like a cinnamon swirl All them bitches like a curl Foreign bitches, nigga bonjour She get on them knees 'til them bones hurt My drop-top went down (Down, down, down) Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To) Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You) We're on the block, not computers Really outside with the shooters She don't hook up with no losers Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To) Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You) We're on the block, not computers (Yeah) Really outside with the shooters (Yeah) She don't hook up with no losers (Uhh) My bitch original fashion (Uh-huh) She doing damage (Uh) Fuck her, I fuck her with passion (Uh-huh) Then have to live with a madness (Yeah) Groups runnin' up, I got trace on the way (Trace on the way) You be surprised what we make in a day Hunnids of K's stashed in the safe Racking it up can't do minimum wage Slide up we all up in traffic (Hey) Posted up with automatics (Hey) All of my niggas we trapping (Trap) Your wifey banging, that's ratchet She don't want rock with no loser (Uh) She only rockin' with shooters (Yeah) Came in this bitch with a uh, uh Came in this bitch with a Ruger Went down (Down, down, down) Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To) Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You) We're on the block, not computers Really outside with the shooters She don't hook up with no losers Sitting in the front with a girl you wish you spoke to (To) Same niggas tryna call her name but she don't know you (You) We're on the block, not computers Really outside with the shooters She don't hook up with no losers
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