Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Joseph Martell
Isaiah Joseph Martell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PEYESEE
PEYESEE
Producer

Lyrics

F- what you say Ima do great Shoot my shot This FRE-AK I did not change Still insane B- stay swervin In my lane Smokin on casanova Tell that b- come over Got that green no Yoda Feet all on my shoulders They wanna f- for the fame (fame) They wanna taste of my name (my name) She takin pics with the chain (the chain) She hittin licks with the gang (YEAH) Smokin on paranoia (noia) Most the time i ignore ya (nore ya) Swear to god i wont pour up (pour up) Music brought the boy up (AYE) Chasin the goals Chasin the gold Chasin the s- That nobody knows F- all these hoes F- all their bros They all go silent Step on they toes Nobody knows Nobody goes They all go quiet No body clothes F- all the shows F- all the hoes Gave you a life And gave you a role F- that b- in the face (the face) Nobody sayin they name (name) Diamonds all on my fangs (fangs) Diamonds all on the wraith (wraith) Dont give a damn What you make (make) Keep stackin cheese On my plate (plate) Dont give a damn Cuz you fake (fake) I been down low With the snakes (DAMN) Smokin on casanova Tell that b- come over Got that green no Yoda Feet all on my shoulders They wanna f- for the fame (fame) They wanna taste of my name (my name) She takin pics with the chain (the chain) She hittin licks with the gang (YEAH) Smokin on paranoia (noia) Most the time i ignore ya (nore ya) Swear to god i wont pour up (pour up) Music brought the boy up (AYE) F- your hoe Buying her clothes Takin a hit Wiping her nose Bought her a rose Now she want gold Lovin on me Til i say no Losing control Cruisin the rolls Talkin that s- Where does it go Now she want more Hittin the road Showin her t- For the free shows F- that b- in the face (the face) Nobody sayin they name (name) Diamonds all on my fangs (fangs) Diamonds all on the wraith (wraith) Smokin on casanova Tell that b- come over Got that green no Yoda Feet all on my shoulders They wanna f- for the fame (fame) They wanna taste of my name (my name) She takin pics with the chain (the chain) She hittin licks with the gang (YEAH) Smokin on paranoia (noia) Most the time i ignore ya (nore ya) Swear to god i wont pour up (pour up) Music brought the boy up (AYE)
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