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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Draft Day
Vocals
Camo!
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Daniels
Songwriter
Cameron Butts
Songwriter
Kieran Henney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Henes
Producer
Matthew Trenhaile
Engineer
Benjamin Mathew
Engineer
Lyrics
Huh, beating up that kitty, so sadiddy, got her wet like rain
I touch down, I light a pane
I don't gotta talk, I don't need to explain
Pull up, had the block beatin', thots creepin
Mr. Do It All, I might slip, won't fall
When get tough, I know who to call (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, brand new Patek, she sippin' Moët, she more wet (okay)
I been goin' over lines like poets
Got some Wock' in stock, I'ma pour it (yuh)
I spent 20K cash on a bet, yup
I'm grippin' the sawed-off shotty with both of my hands like I'm ambidex
Aiming it right at your chest
No, you can't get a call back or text
Pushing that shit, know we next, huh
I'm on them motherfucking necks, huh
Need all of mine, go collеct
Yeah, pussy, you heard what he said? Yеah
I'm geeking and rolling on meds (yeah)
I brought that bitch back to the bed
I'm closing the door and she open her legs
Huh, I got her bestie with me, I didn't want to fuck I jus' got the head
Huh, rich for real, I made me a 50 before I had rolled out the bed (on God)
'Crete strong boys we been making noise ('crete)
You know we gon' get to this bread (huh)
Huh, motion gang, shawty, we really too litty
These niggas be pussy, they scared
I fucked a lil' shawty, I built up her body
Now she wanna see the kid win (Flash)
My dog tote the Glock, he ain't boxing
The only thing he finna punch is a band (huh)
My twin put a box on a FN
He play with them birds like a pelican
Big-ass thumbs and that skeleton (fllt)
Mob style place with a suit on, bitch, I'm tied in (Kill, kill, kill)
You know in your heart we got it on lock, bitch, we dialed in
Shit, them members just walked in
All of my brothers is locked in
My new car came with some options
I'm in Houston with a bitch from Boston
Buy me a Cuban Link just to put rocks in
Don't get lost in that motherfucking sauce then
I done hit a space cadet on Pluto and I see the future
I'm shining, I told her to cut up my motherfucking wrist
Ha, yuh, huh
It's us
Writer(s): Cameron Butts, Justin Daniels, Kieran Henney
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