Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Glokk40Spaz
Vocals
Velly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Spaz Oso Angelo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PO$$E
Producer
Lyrics
Brr, vamps nigga
You ain't talm' bout glocks
You ain't talm bout nun nigga
Brr, gang
Baby-life lifestyle this ain't no 9-3
Young nigga steppin' put you on a tee
Stomp a fuck nigga out blood on my feet
Kel-Tec on him, he on the concrete
Sound of Glokk40 them boy hit the feet
Draco on me man them boys got deleted
Youngin' pull up
Give a fuck 'bout what you tweeted
Shoot out the coupe
I don't fuck with two-seaters
He think that the gone
So we pulled out the heaters
Baby life vampire know we some creatures
Double cross a fuck nigga
Give a fuck 'bout your feature
They say you a plate
Them boy hop out and eat you
Fucking that hoe
I don't think she a keeper
Play with this shit
You gon' meet the grim reaper
He a wannabe gangster
Don't let him mislead you
Come to your block
Four deep like the Beatles
He think that he safe
He get poked by the needle
Trap with the Mexicans
Hang round the migos
Extended clip on the gun
Shoot like the regal
That hoe for the swoop
She get scooped by the eagles
My nigga start buggin
Pull out desert eagle
Don't play with it
Motherfucker this shit lethal
Baby-life vampire nigga mistreat you
Just like the clan
We don't fuck with no niggas
Home invasion, pussy boy this a stick up
Young nigga dolo
Hell nah we can't clique up
Shot at them bitch ass
Then pick your chin up
Almost shot him but that boy wanna flick up
We just gon scare you ass and give you hiccups
Lil Velly always keep
A motherfucking stick up
Baby-life nigga
Ain't no fucking clique up
I'm in this motherfucking wood
Like we sticked up
Hop out the sprinter van
Windows tinted up
We having guns nigga
Ain't no flipping us
One in the head nigga
Ain't no slipping up
F & N bullets nigga
Bet this pistol send you up
Writer(s): Spaz Oso Angelo
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