Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Habon
Composer
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
Writer(s): Miracle Williams
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