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Plies-Co Defendant
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Plies
Plies
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Plies
Plies
Songwriter
A. Martin
A. Martin
Songwriter
Ronell Levatte
Ronell Levatte
Songwriter
T.Williams
T.Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Plies
Plies
Producer
M Pratt
M Pratt
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michael Miller
Michael Miller
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ted "Touche" Lucas
Ted "Touche" Lucas
Executive Producer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Bryan Tyson
Bryan Tyson
Recording Engineer
Ronell Levatte
Ronell Levatte
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Bruh I do NOT fuck wit alotta niggas, bruh They see me, they gon' see me solo bruh These pussy ass niggas out here too creep for me, bruh These niggas is not gon' state me, bruh Ya'll call them niggas ya'll homeboys Cracker call ya'll organization [X2] Stay in my own lane Mind my own bidness Hit my own licks Get my own pennies Keep these niggas from round me, cause I ain't friendly You'll never slide up under me and be my co-defendant Time to do bidness Drop niggas off Never run to them crackers on me bout what ya saw Never snake me, and get me knocked off Niggas like hos, love to run they fuckin' mouth Speak to them in the streets, won't bring them to my house I don't trust neither bitch, north or the south Won't be around me tryna scope it out That SUPAfriendly shit, ain't about Iono him, keep him from round me Tryna peep somethin'? What you tryna see? Never get that close to find out where I be I don't know that nigga Get him from 'round me. [X2] Stay in my own lane Mind my own bidness Hit my own licks Get my own pennies Keep these niggas from round me, cause I ain't friendly You'll never slide up under me and be my co-defendant Niggas come around, guess what? I stop talkin' Holla at chu niggas later, grab my shit and start walkin' Fuck that shit, I done seen too much It seem niggas scope niggas and gettin' niggas touched Get in friends wit niggas, turn 'round and set 'em up Even my own dawg, talk to 'em bout certain stuff My own friends come around, nigga I hush Outside of court rooms, nigga I done seen enough Time to get money, i'm so loyal 4 deep doin' business, that's a no-no Cause what a nigga thinkin', you will never know But do my own time nigga, if I have to go [X2] Stay in my own lane Mind my own bidness Hit my own licks Get my own pennies Keep these niggas from round me, cause I ain't friendly You'll never slide up under me and be my co-defendant Ion fuck wit no nigga, who got alotta friends Cause you never know, who that nigga want to win You vibe wit too many niggas, you spread yaself then And them the type of niggas, know everybody business then Nigga too friendly, no tellin' who he wit You niggas fuck wit any nigga, you can't do it big Guarenteed you will neva slide up under kid I keep my eyes open, and my fire hid That's how I stay away, from all the fuck shit I gotta couple homeboys, but I don't run wit clique The least a nigga know, the less he can snitch I run solo, so I don't have to kill a bitch [X2] Stay in my own lane Mind my own bidness Hit my own licks Get my own pennies Keep these niggas from round me, cause I ain't friendly You'll never slide up under me and be my co-defendant
Writer(s): Algernod Washington, Ronell Levatte, Alex Martin, Tyler Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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