Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DCO
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Ogbedeh
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yugo Getit
Producer
Lyrics
He tryna pray for his life
I told him "Boy, meet your fate"
When I hop out of my ride
Best believe that he not winning this race
Yeah, we can get right to it
He tryna play me, boy I'm not stupid
She want some more and I told her "Come get it"
He play with me and now he need a medic, yeah
He tryna pray for his life
I told him "Boy, meet your fate"
When I hop out of my ride
Best believe that he not winning this race
I'm next up, no debate
You wish you could get a taste
Babygirl see that I'm up
Now she want me I told her she too late
Yeah, we can get right to it
He tryna play me, boy I'm not stupid
Tryna play me like I'm clueless
He ain't got no sense, boy you is foolish
I'm making money you knew it
She suck it up and that lil' hoe she droolin'
She want some more and I told her "Come get it"
He play with me and now he need a medic, yeah
Tryna get it right
Only got one chance
Only got one life
If I tell her to pull up, then you best believe she coming tonight
You can fill in the blanks of what we were doing, yeah it will suffice
Yeah
Acquired a new style, got a new flow
I'm making all of these bands on my own
You say that you hate me, but you don't know me
But despite that you still making these posts
Bought a new AK and it got a new scope
It got you doing dances huh, tip-toe
I don't do no romancin' nah, lil' hoe
That boy try say he know me but you don't know
No, no, no
Back then your friends kept calling me broke
Broke, broke, broke
Now, like they playing Minecraft, taking this oak
Oak, oak, oak
All the things they were sayin', they wanna revoke
I do not have time to play with you folk
Like I'm midwxst, you don't want no smoke
He tryna pray for his life
I told him "Boy, meet your fate"
When I hop out of my ride
Best believe that he not winning this race
I'm next up, no debate
You wish you could get a taste
Babygirl see that I'm up
Now she want me I told her she too late
Yeah, we can get right to it
He tryna play me, boy I'm not stupid
Tryna play me like I'm clueless
He ain't got no sense, boy you is foolish
I'm making money you knew it
She suck it up and that lil' hoe she droolin'
She want some more and I told her "Come get it"
He play with me and now he need a medic, yeah
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