Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris William Porter
Songwriter
Marquette Monroe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YOUNG HitzRUS
Producer
Lyrics
I don't got a baby lil baby
That's a ARPeezy
Stuffed in that car seat
Bitch
I'll shoot at whoever if i love you
I'll throw away my life in a heartbeat
Ugh ugh
I ain't no ahky I'm in a maz with a rp gmore
Euuu
And my shooter a racist
He got the swastika tat on his face like a Nazi
Yeah
Shot the crib up and knocked out the wifi
Boook
I'll leave a nigga shirt covered in tiedye
Yeah
We selling that shit you might see on sci fi
Boook
Niggas getting krump in the trap
like tight eyes
Gasss
I practice polygamy
I need five wives
Yeah
RIP dro got hit in a drive by
Damnnn
That dope going to stream on the block
Like lime wire
Euuu
Caught a opp eating lunch
And I shot up the five guys
Damn
That gang mentality fucked up
Yeah
Open carry on the block
Ain't nothing tucked
Bang
Beat a nigga with some num chucks
Damn
Bitch im rockin new balance
I don't wear chucks
Neva that
Posted on the block with some cluckas
Yeah
My opp like Black you a bad muthafucka
I am
Whack him rush hour like chris tucker
Ugh
Selling butter in the gully yeah the gutter
Beat the block up i got bloody knuckles
Yeah Yeah
Bro said im ronald reagan how I got my neighborhood flooded
Ok
Most of you niggas is suckas
Yeah
I be outside yall do not get into nothing
Bitch
Having good coke
But the jays love when i cut it
I pulled out spit on her back
And told her i nutted
Damn
Baby I ain't good for nothing
I'm not
I was a good kid not I'm corrupted
Baow
I don't got a baby lil baby
That's a ARPeezy
Stuffed in that car seat
Bitch
I'll shoot at whoever if i love you
I'll throw away my life in a heartbeat
Ugh ugh
I ain't no ahky I'm in a maz with a rp gmore
Euuu
And my shooter a racist
He got the swastika tat on his face like a Nazi
Yeah
Shot the crib up and knocked out the wifi
Boook
I'll leave a nigga shirt covered in tiedye
Yeah
We selling that shit you might see on sci fi
Boook
Niggas getting krump in the trap like tight eyes
Gasss
I practice polygamy
I need five wives
Yeah
RIP dro got it in a drive by
Damnnn
That dope going to stream on the block
Like lime wire
Euuu
Caught a opp eating lunch
And I shot up the five guys
Damn
Writer(s): Marquette Monroe
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