Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lemuel Carson Thyret
Lemuel Carson Thyret
Songwriter
Jesse Lichtman Evans
Jesse Lichtman Evans
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonas Alf
Jonas Alf
Mixing Engineer
Alex Seubert
Alex Seubert
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Whoop! I've been feelin' like a God Doing drugs like Barry Bonds Got some crazy girlies on me Weston had to get 'em off I got Evince on the prod Ain't a chance that we could stop You ain't fuckin' with my dawgs Bitch you know I'm fuckin' on, yeah I've been feelin' like a God Doing drugs like Barry Bonds Got some crazy girlies on me Weston had to get 'em off I got Evince on the prod Ain't a chance that we could stop You ain't fuckin' with my dawgs Bitch you know I'm fuckin' on, yeah Matty on my team He done keep me close to God Every time I think I'm slippin' Makin' sure I don't fall off And Tyler got my back Even when I'm actin' dumb And I'm drunk and off the yack Makin' sure that I ain't Slippin' off the map Bus a blondie in from Buffalo to smash She was actin' up so I sent her back Girls been messin' with me Throwin' me off track So I had to cut 'em off Grab my boys and hit the lab I'm not great at this But should do the math Milli plays last year Countin' racks I get W's and You keep gettin' lapped I met Arizona Zervas Now I'm only living facts That's a fact? That's a fact Matter of fact You should check prolly the stats I got Bennett in the back He stayin' strapped (Stayin' strapped, Stayin' strapped) You-You-You should prolly Watch your back Don't you worry Pretty soon I'm up to bat I've been feelin' like a God Doing drugs like Barry Bonds Got some crazy girlies on me Weston had to get 'em off I got Evince on the prod Ain't a chance that we could stop You ain't fuckin' with my dawgs Bitch you know I'm fuckin' on, yeah I've been feelin' like a God Doing drugs like Barry Bonds Got some crazy girlies on me Weston had to get 'em off I got Evince on the prod Ain't a chance that we could stop You ain't fuckin' with my dawgs Bitch you know I'm fuckin' on, yeah If I keep acting like this Guess it ain't an act? Maybe this is just me And you just gettin' mad? Pretty boy been doin numbers Like he's bad Will Scott done picked us up And we head to Nathan's pad And that's a wrap I sniff white And then my vision goes to black I get drunk And turn them cigarettes to ash Bought an ounce I've been smokin' through the bag Grab a mike, drop a track And then I count my money fast She gone bounce it for me Just because I rap She gone do some things She'll never tell her dad Back it up Girl I shouldn't have to ask Used to hit it missionary Now I hit it from the back And I'm never goin' back My shorty's mixed Man I'm never goin' back It's too good Man I'm never goin' back But let's be honest man I'm prolly goin' back! Goin' back! I've been feelin' like a God Doing drugs like Barry Bonds Got some crazy girlies on me Weston had to get 'em off I got Evince on the prod Ain't a chance that we could stop You ain't fuckin' with my dawgs Bitch you know I'm fuckin' on, yeah I've been feelin' like a God Doing drugs like Barry Bonds Got some crazy girlies on me Weston had to get 'em off I got Evince on the prod Ain't a chance that we could stop You ain't fuckin' with my dawgs Bitch you know I'm fuckin' on, yeah
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