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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tjay
Vocals
Fivio Foreign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adrian Lau
Songwriter
Luis Bordeaux
Songwriter
Brendan Walsh
Songwriter
Itamar Gov-Ari
Songwriter
Tione Merritt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adrian Lau
Producer
Non Native
Producer
Barrington Hall
Recording Engineer
robbie soukiasyan
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Itamar Gov-Ari
Producer
Bordeaux
Producer
Lyrics
(Blah, blah, blah, blah) brr, boom
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
All I hear is (blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
When I got shot, nigga, what did you do?
Instead of point fingers like, "You, you, or you"
Niggas be talkin' like they with the shits
Told me you got a grip, nigga, why you ain't threw?
I was confusin' myself, tryna think niggas tough
But deep down, I already knew
Shoot by my dolie, portfolio cool
When I catch you, I'm puttin' a hole in your (boom, boom, boom)
We gon' keep spinnin', no takin' a break
I'ma keep winnin' and makin' this cake (ooh, oh)
God left me here for a reason, no taking His faith
Feel guilty for taking his -
Chance that I'm going, it ain't no debate
Next time, I promise I'm makin' an eighth
500K if you catch him right now
Truly, don't really care if I'm making a case (hold on)
We ain't never take buddies
You got me confused with someone I'm not (grr, boom)
Now you realized shit litty
Stop the callin' my phone, talkin' hot
I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody murderin'
And I don't know nothin' 'bout nobody shot
They don't know nothin' 'bout gangsters we be
But they stay tryna tell me it's over for Pop
All I hear is (blah, blah, blah, blah)
They say you talked, you ain't really do it, right?
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
Yeah, grr, yeah, look, bow (blah, blah, blah, blah)
Bro got the addy, I got a idea
Tell me it's up and it's stuck in the air
The way they gon' do him, it's not even fair
And the shit that we do, we do not wanna share (bow)
I do not care, it's not for the 'Gram
Only way I won't throw if it's not in my hands
And that nigga my heart and he want his revenge
We don't care if he's shot, we shot him again (grr, bow)
I wanna stop, but it's in my soul
He acts like a problem, then he gotta go
We won't even catch a nigga at his-, huh (shh)
We gon' wait 'til he goin' home (lil', bow)
Nigga, I say what I want 'cause I'm grown
As long as I watch what I say on that phone
My time is on demon, I stay in that zone
The niggas I send is never gonna fold (grr, bow)
(Blah, blah, blah, blah) huh, yeah
(Blah, blah, blah, blah) yeah
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(Blah, blah, blah, blah) bow
All I hear is (blah, blah, blah, blah)
You know the type of time you're on already, nigga
(Blah, blah, blah, blah) just duck
(Blah, blah, blah, blah) when you see a nigga, just duck
(Yeah) I ain't talkin' 'bout it (blah, blah, blah, blah)
Say he talked about it and he ain't do it (bow)
Writer(s): Maxie Ryles, Adrian Lau, Tione Merritt, Brendan Walsh, Luis Campozano, Itamar Gov-ari
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