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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Offset
Vocals
Trippie Redd
Vocals
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Lil Durk
Vocals
King Von
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Songwriter
CEDAR ANDREW
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Ishmael Sadiq Montague
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Brian Collins
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CEDAR ANDREW
Producer
Samantha Kossoff
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitzgerald
Mixing Engineer
ISM
Producer
Igor Mamet
Recording Engineer
Javaun Mundle
Recording Engineer
John Will
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Skrrt, hey
I got the heat, comin' in hard
Pull out the flame, ready to spark
Turn up the beat, tear it apart
Tear off the leash, I'm in the yard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
I hit 'em hard, I hit 'em hard
Drivin' the Lambo', I'm burnin' the street
Life is a gamble, it's you or it's me
I won't take an L anytime I compete
I am the one that you never will be
I hit 'em hard
Lamborghini wit' a hundred in it (Lamb')
Ride on 'em, in the drop, Bentley (ride)
Get the money, on the money mission (hey!)
Had to focus, keep a tunnel vision (woo)
No mercy, I'm not even playin' with 'em (nah)
Knock 'em off, I had my man hit 'em (knock 'em off)
I made me some bands with 'em (bands)
My diamonds, they like to go dance with 'em (dance)
No talkin' 'bout joggin', we runnin' the city (woo)
Opposition, now under submission
You movin' your tongue like you comin' against me
You hurt, in your feelings, convertible ceilin'
One push of a button, you comin' up missin'
Count it up, tuck it, take nothin' offensive
Touchin' them M's, what I loved turned against me
Let me know trust, 'bout to run it up riches
Ready to eat, never gon' starve
Run with the beasts, swim with the sharks
I'ma get mine, put it on God
Ice out the cross, now who the boss?
I got the heat, comin' in hard
Pull out that flame, ready to spark
Turn up the beat, tear it apart
Tear off the leash, I'm in the yard
You gotta have heart, you gotta go hard
Gotta be smart, play all your cards
Turn to a beast, I could've starved
I couldn't sleep, I had to eat
Drivin' the Lambo', I'm burnin' the street
Life is a gamble, it's you or it's me
I won't take an L anytime I compete
I am the one that you never will be
I hit 'em hard
Hop in the 'Cat, hop out and hop out the scat
Hop out and pop me some X (yeah)
I be with killers, I land in the 'Raq
Bond out a killer, they label a threat
Strikers on strikers, they changin' the VIN (they changin')
Talk shit, just drop yo' pin (just drop it)
You played that lame inside this club
You better not play him again (von)
Doin' the dash, so fast, better not crash (hell nah)
12 mad, pockets fat
You run a race, then this a bet (oh yeah)
Catch up, bet I'll leave you
Tooka smoking hard, this that diesel
My lil' niggas lethal (yeah)
I can leave a Lamb' in the regal (skrrt, skrrt)
I'm in fast shit, ain't get the tags did (dang)
We'll slide in our momma car
We don't give a fuck, it get took, get our ass kicked (skrrt)
Ayy, Durk you promotin' violence (on gang)
Yeah? They revokin' license (on gang)
Slide on bro with a brand new Lambo' truck
He don't know which striker vroom
Ready to eat, never gon' starve
Run with the beasts, swim with the sharks
I'ma get mine, put it on God
Ice out the cross, now who the boss?
Drivin' the Lambo', I'm burnin' the street
Life is a gamble, it's you or it's me
I won't take an L anytime I compete
I am the one that you never will be
I hit 'em hard
I'm in the dark, diamonds they dancin', they hitting real hard
In a push start, know that my engine the back of the car
I took out the tip and I'm pushin' my limits
I'm goin' real fast, I'm goin' real far (yeah)
Told her to fuck with the boss and the business
I stay in my bag, I know I'm a star (yeah)
I stay with them crash dummies
We don't give a fuck, we hittin 'em hard (hard)
And I'm using my brain one hundred percent, bitch, I don't need a job
Used to play on the handlebars, now we handling firearms
Just lend me the gas, and I'll do the dash
I'll puff up and pass, get deep off the pass
I hit 'em hard
Writer(s): Brian Collins Jr., Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Durk D. Banks, Michael Lamar Ii White, Ishmael Sadiq Montague, Dayvon Bennett, Kevin Jerome Gilyard, Andrew Martin Cedar
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