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ANTIDOTE (feat. Zelooperz)

Logic

Hip-Hop/Rap

230 Shazams

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Logic
Vocals
Zelooperz
Zelooperz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Songwriter
Arjun Ivatury
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter
Walter moszel Williams
Walter moszel Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
6ix
6ix
Producer
Bobby Campbell
Bobby Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Kyle Metcalfe
Kyle Metcalfe
Additional Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Bitch This all I make, girl, your hair like Michelangelo I got my shirt off in this hoe like I'm D'Angelo You got that wack shit in your playlist, that's the antidote My bitch is bad as fuck, got two kids sippin, yeah she smoke This all I make, girl, your hair like Michelangelo I got my shirt off in this hoe like I'm D'Angelo You got that wack shit in your playlist, that's the antidote My bitch is bad as fuck, got two kids sippin, yeah she smoke Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, yeah Taking her mind, taking her sis, taking her pro Ain't got no keys Rocket at rhythm, giant from both Get it high, tell me responsible A lean in the bitch, rock the boat Spirit to the scene, socks and soles Heart is gold, limbs is chrome Reeds, reeds, reeds, reeds Bitch throw me neck, I don't show bad leads Bitch want a shot, tell her sip, I don't keep Hurt like grim, like a hat, like blimp He popped in the door, nigga, I don't kill Paint in the crib like Angelo In the Benz out wet, call the reefer coast Decide I make all your hair like Michelangelo I got my shirt off in this hoe like I'm D'Angelo You got that wack shit in your playlist, that's the antidote My bitch is bad as fuck, got two kids sippin, yeah she smoke Decide I make all your hair like Michelangelo I got my shirt off in this hoe like I'm D'Angelo You got that wack shit in your playlist, that's the antidote My bitch is bad as fuck, got two kids sippin, yeah she smoke Only fuckin with the clout, cause your money runnin out I see the drought, the fuck you talkin about? Everyone know you a Ain't no talkin to that You a, you a punk, you a disgrace Get this money, get from me, get bread, don't get crummy I'm the one, the one, bitches want me The left, the right, the black, the white The complication in the game, erase in the name Pain with a lot of money, brain gotta maintain For the gang, for the bloodline The mind can only take so much Feel like everywhere I look, the people crook Really wanna take from us Need a break, need a escape, need a cupcake But you can't escape the fate Everybody fake, everybody take Everybody want what they can't have Can't laugh, can't have happiness cause you's a BITCH! Decide I make all your hair like Michelangelo I got my shirt off in this hoe like I'm D'Angelo You got that wack shit in your playlist, that's the antidote My bitch is bad as fuck, got two kids sippin, yeah she smoke Decide I make all your hair like Michelangelo I got my shirt off in this hoe like I'm D'Angelo You got that wack shit in your playlist, that's the antidote My bitch is bad as fuck, got two kids sippin yeah she smoke
Writer(s): Arjun Ivatury, Sir Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Walter Moszel Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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