Sheff G, Eli Fross, Jay Critch, King Von

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Jay Critch


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(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, huh

Glock on Biggie and the clip two pack, get it?
Tryna tunnel my vision like Tubman (gang, gang, gang, gang), yeah
Picasso couldn't even picture this, huh
Now my pockets never anorexic
Catch me in a big body whip, huh
And I'm ridin' 'round with the roof off
Got this baddie toppin' shit, huh
In my hood, get folded like a futon 
Still no comfort in this bitch, huh
Rappin' just a niche, look
Know they watchin' shit, huh
So my hoodie on like I'm Trayvon
But these Skittles knock the taste out of shit
Rainin' from these bows, watching colors drip (watching colors drip)
You ain't get it then, but you'll get it now, nigga
(You ain't get it now, you ain't get it now, look)
I just keep switchin' the flow up (just keep switchin' the flow up)
Look, you wasn't there for the rain
You wasn't there through the storm (you wasn't there through the storm)
All this rage'll make a nigga back out
Don't get blicked, baow, nigga
Ain't no vet when I put your dawg down
He get glit, baow nigga
Ain't no buck now here

Lookin' like I hit a lick (jugg), still be on the strip
I got money, and I'll still'll take the risk
Tell the shooters go and put him on a list
Right before I ever seen Runtz, takin' packs to the mid (jugg, jugg)
I'm thinkin', I still'll make it flip (hey)
Bro saw that nigga through the tint
And he got hit up in his whip (boom boom)
Eyes watchin', they still up on our dick
All that shootin' they said that they doin'
They still ain't make a hit (no)
Diamonds shinin', that bitch could have made a wish
Bag heavy, doin' sit-up with the chips (sit-up with the chips)
Ayy, we ain't get it then but we get it now, nigga (but we get it now, nigga)
Amiri jeans, got like fifty thou' in them (hey)
Too blessed on my shirt, Dior (shirt, Dior)
Got it out of the dirt for sure (dirt for sure)
Lot of shooters I was searchin' for (searchin' for)
They release it with perfect form (glaow, baow)
Pockets on Biggie, I ride through the hood with like two straps 
(Ride through the hood with like two straps)
Ride in the coupe and put the roof back
We hit his top and put his roof back (hey, boom boom)

Old bitch ass nigga (bitch ass nigga)
Snitch ass nigga (old snitch ass nigga)
Brick ass nigga (old brick ass nigga)
Used to be gang and flipped ass nigga
Hate these soft ass niggas
Quit the pillow talk ass niggas (pillow talk ass niggas)
Run and get hawked ass nigga (run and get hawked)
Money on his head, about that, nigga (boom boom)
I'm from the projects, nigga (projects, nigga)
Father was a gunshot victim 
That's how I know them gunshots vicious (boom boom, boom boom, boom boom)
So I'm shootin' first and I'm not missin'
I get in contact with it (contact)
So much smoke, catch contact, nigga (contact, nigga)
Make his mama get in contact with me
.45 kick him, Mortal Kombat, nigga (boom boom)
Boy, I got the drop where you stay (drop)
I'm gettin' impatient, might get him today
Should I take the Glock or the K? (Glock)
They be deep at his house, so I'm takin' the K (boom boom)
I pulled up with nothin' to say (squad)
He in danger, could tell by my face
Started stutterin', pleadin' his case
Problem solved, with no other way (boom boom)

Uh, ain't a bug now, ain't it?
Ridin' 'round town with a big ol' grip in my lap
These bullets gon' have shit bakin'
Movin' like a pig, this shit gon' go, "Brrt, brrt"
Shut the f*ck up, you bacon
Don't got time for a bitch, I just need cat
Married to the money, I'm takin'
Married to the money, I'm takin'
Tired of the dubs, I love blue faces
She seein' the moves, her heart must be racin'
You know Fross a doctor, 'cause she is my patient
Money is colorful, I ain't no racist
Huh, yeah, I ain't no racist
My money is colorful, I ain't no racist
Huh, yeah, I ain't no racist
We ridin' 'round in the big body
Huh, Sheff movin' big wocky
All gas, no brakes, you can't stop us
Huh, move funny, the .8 got him
She gave me brain, a real scholar
Look, she givin' me good knowledge
We paved that wave, we wave starters
Huh, all drippy like water
Drippy like water, drippy like water, drippy like water
Drippy like water, drippy like water, drippy like water
Drippy like water, drippy like water, drippy like water
Drippy like water, drippy like water, drippy like water

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Written by: Dayvon Bennett, Elijah Quamina, Jason Critchlow, Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Michael Williams

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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