Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Habon
Roger Habon
Composer
Hailee Olivia Williams
Hailee Olivia Williams
Lyrics

Lyrics

All my body gettin' wet Godson drop some diamonds on me Niggas plottin' on me I give names to all my killers Bitch, pop the herny Drink it like it's water Pop a lot of Xan 30 pills in a day You can never find me with a handky Cleanin' my nose Blood drippin' Out your nose Bitch, you smoke a lot of dope Cocaine Take a rest Don't be an addict Got air B&B Knockin' on the door Tell him Retain Seven grams in the blunt I be drinkin' dirty soda Phone the plug He on the way He still owe me 20 grand God sent me to this world To educate the youths I be preachin' to the streets Stop the killin's and the violence Stop tellin' in the courts You can take a shit to trail Niggas wan't a beef Gotta hit em' with a chopstick You ain't the one on one fight You be screamin' Gang, gang You a baby boy Nigga, you be actin' like a hoe You be actin' like a hoe You be actin' so dumb I be aiming for your dome Tryna pull up with my gun Not even one of you gang can raise a hand on me You a little boy You er fuckin' with a big dog I can never raise my hand on you I finna get you whacked Put you in a box Cut you like a piece of meat And dump you in the ocean with no evidence or trace Smoke get a drop on these niggas Let's go, put em in a T All my body gettin' wet Godson drop some diamonds on me Niggas plottin' on me I give names to all my killers Bitch, pop the herny Drink it like it's water Pop a lot of Xan 30 pills in a day You can never find me with a handky Cleanin' my nose Blood drippin' Out your nose Bitch, you smoke a lot of dope Cocaine Take a rest Don't be an addict Got air B&B Knockin' on the door Tell him Retain Fist off We are not the same Nigga Everybody tuff Till Shot Gettin' fired You can hate me all you want I pay killers Pop a painkiller Give a bitch Jagermeister Long live the ruler Draco put niggas in coolers Watch how you steppin' I got 42 for Judas One ticket to hell You tryna play me You a loser Came up from the hood Where they barrel lot of the shooters Do it independent Ain't no waiting for a prover Fuck all that talkin Nigga We can have a shot out All my body gettin' wet Godson drop some diamonds on me Niggas plottin' on me I give names to all my killers Bitch, pop the herny Drink it like it's water Pop a lot of Xan 30 pills in a day You can never find me with a handky Cleanin' my nose Blood drippin' Out your nose Bitch, you smoke a lot of dope Cocaine Take a rest Don't be an addict Got air B&B Knockin' on the door Tell him Retain
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