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Description
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Clark "Reichard" Babbitt
Writer: Dylan Robertson
Composer: Ricardo Linton
Composer: Nicolas Becker
Producer: Hesonfyer
Producer: HitMakerBico
Lyrics and translation
Original
Bow, bow, bow, bow, nigga. It's that DVT, nigga. Okay.
Uh, uh, uh. Uh, who bigger than me? Bang.
Said I'm on the block with the shooters, maneuver the rulers, hitting the doulas. I got the weed, so I gotta stay with the raw.
Shots to the head like we was in a bar. All black shades on like Ray Charles.
This a message to my opposites, I hate y'all. Huh, I poured a Wocky with the Perky.
Off this Percocet, nobody here can hurt me.
Huh, she don't really love me, she just thirsty. I was totin' on three eighty, now it's thirty.
Huh, and my lil' savage run shit like George. Huh, you better run fast if you run into us.
Huh, you better think fast if you run into us. Huh, lil' dummy ain't think fast enough, now he a blunt.
Glah, try to run, boy, where is you going?
Glah, once you hit her, then you know money is flowing. Oh, and I keep it P, I-I don't care if she is hoeing.
Glah, shoot it from top of the key, he ain't even see brodie throwing.
Huh, my niggas way too reckless. We catching 'em one by one, there's too many opps on the checklist.
Huh, I'm going out with a bang, please don't reach for this necklace.
We give him the ropes since he wanna hang. Told lil' bro send him a message. Glah, send a foto.
I bet he catch like damn.
The him or his mans, I don't care, nigga, just go with the plan. Glah, glocky, glocky, it go blam, blam.
Free bro, God book for the shh. Tell them boys to free up my kin.
I got the weed, so I gotta stay with the raw.
Shots to the head like we was in a bar. All black shades on like Ray Charles.
This a message to my opposites, I hate y'all. Huh, I poured a Wocky with the Perky.
Off this Percocet, nobody here can hurt me. Huh, she don't really love me, she just thirsty.
I was totin' on three eighty, now it's thirty. Huh, and my lil' savage run shit like George.
Huh, you better run fast if you run into us. Huh, you better think fast if you run into us.
Huh, lil' dummy ain't think fast enough, now he a blunt.
Fire, fire.
English translation
Bow, bow, bow, bow, nigga. It's that DVT, nigga. Okay.
Uh, uh, uh. Uh, who bigger than me? Bang.
Said I'm on the block with the shooters, maneuver the rulers, hitting the doulas. I got the weed, so I gotta stay with the raw.
Shots to the head like we was in a bar. All black shades on like Ray Charles.
This a message to my opposites, I hate y'all. Huh, I poured a Wocky with the Perky.
Off this Percocet, nobody here can hurt me.
Huh, she don't really love me, she just thirsty. I was totin' on three eighty, now it's thirty.
Huh, and my lil' savage run shit like George. Huh, you better run fast if you run into us.
Huh, you better think fast if you run into us. Huh, lil' dummy ain't think fast enough, now he a blunt.
Glah, try to run, boy, where is you going?
Glah, once you hit her, then you know money is flowing. Oh, and I keep it P, I-I don't care if she is hoeing.
Glah, shoot it from top of the key, he ain't even see brodie throwing.
Huh, my niggas way too reckless. We catching 'em one by one, there's too many opps on the checklist.
Huh, I'm going out with a bang, please don't reach for this necklace.
We give him the ropes since he wanna hang. Told lil' bro send him a message. Glah, send a foto.
I bet he catch like damn.
The him or his mans, I don't care, nigga, just go with the plan. Glah, glocky, glocky, it go blam, blam.
Free bro, God book for the shh. Tell them boys to free up my kin.
I got the weed, so I gotta stay with the raw.
Shots to the head like we was in a bar. All black shades on like Ray Charles.
This a message to my opposites, I hate y'all. Huh, I poured a Wocky with the Perky.
Off this Percocet, nobody here can hurt me. Huh, she don't really love me, she just thirsty.
I was totin' on three eighty, now it's thirty. Huh, and my lil' savage run shit like George.
Huh, you better run fast if you run into us. Huh, you better think fast if you run into us.
Huh, lil' dummy ain't think fast enough, now he a blunt.
Fire, fire.