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NAME AND ADDRESS WITHHELD

PERFORMED BY BRADLEY CINEMA, DEVIN SUMMER, GRANDPA SWEATS, MEECH, & NEDS

WRITTEN BY A. BISHOP, K. CHERRY, D. EASTMAN, C. WEEKS, D. WEEKS

PRODUCED BY GRANDPA SWEATS

MIXED AND MASTERED BY GRANDPA SWEATS

PHOTOGRAPHY BY JOVANNY SALCEDO

COVER DESIGN BY BRADLEY CINEMA

©2025 CLUB MUNGO RECORDS

 

Did I go too far, I draw in dirt so you don't cross the line

Staying in my lane, I leave you signals, you can't doubt them signs

Double up my ETA, you cannot even count in my

City where we from, we acclimated to that mountain time

Bubbles in my cup, I don't drink soda, I drink sparkling water

Trouble in the cut, I add the lime so it can burn you longer

Don't forget the salt, electrolyte, a thousand milligrams

What I got to talk about, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Then, I'm reaching for the pen

I'm opening some doors

You struggling to tend

I guess it's all pretend

You out of shape, I'm bent

I know we own the floor

On stage we battle tens

Ten ten ten ten ten ten ten

Ball in court, gotta rest my case

You ignore, don't address my taste

Flew in soar, we the best in state

View the score, and I know we like

So high maintenance, got no patience

Talking this and that, we parked outside the station

Pick me up

 

I'm all done with the messes

Had to sit down for a second

I been wilding out

Now I'm focused on the present

It's love I'm professing

I can't sleep, it's no rest

I grind out my success

It's lifelong, them lessons

Insane way I make 'em go "Oh?!"

This way that I'm moving right now

This wave that we making right now better be the same taking out your town

And it's fake bitches running they mouth

Keep playing 'cause you make 'em so sour

If I take this jet, and I run my check, then I swear I make it go blow

 

Up for the day

Like sun

Came up from the pay

Fresh blunts rolled by my baby

Fuck whatcha say

No matter what roll I play

I keep my shit off safety

Tucking my chain

These streets stay cold

I pray my n****s gone make it home safely

Love from the gang

When they hear my shit play

They just can't turn it off lately

Go with the sway

Like trees she say she

Lovin' the sax

She Lisa Simpson

Got her supine

She in submission

All on her back

That's none of y'all business though

I ain't telling y'all anecdotes

Slipping through rain, y'all think I'm ghost

Switching my lanes, I'm switching my flow

Don't panic though

 

Jumped ship 'cause I don't fuck with the boat

When we float up to the top can't wait to watch these n****s cope

Ice cold, plunge deep, old souls underneath

So close so you know we boutta give it everything

Uh uh

Can't help that I'm getting arrogant

I'm piling up receipts

Came from little less than nothing

Until I got my speakers

Lowkey just a preteen

When I started making beats

Just the internet and free time

'Cause nobody there to teach me

Now we pack the venue

When our name up on the headline

When she looking at the menu

I ain't stressing 'bout the check

Think back, can't forget

About the bullshit that I went through

Gotta do this for my nephews

Keep it 100%

 

Y'all just be fucking the same girls, I need a chocolate vanilla swirl

Watch how I enter the venue, swinging that dick like a minotaur

Making 'em wet like I'm Neptune, barricade look like a splash zone

Showing them hoes what the pen do, fucking the beat with my pants on

Go ahead

Repping like mascots, go ahead

Run in no mask on, go ahead

Gun it like fast cars, go ahead

Trouble when I start going in

All of these shows, still no bread

All of these hoes, still no head

All of these ghosts, still undead

Wet all these posers, I'm like "Bet!"

Whom I kidding, I'm no threat, had that smirk on when I said it

Got that massacre on my hip, we them boys, don't you forget it

Got that passenger in my whip, pussy premium, not unleaded

Said she like the cut of my jib, now I'm working on them aesthetics

Ten ten ten ten ten

Don't forget it boy

Ten ten ten ten ten

Don't forget it boy

Ten ten ten ten ten

Don't forget it boy

Ten ten ten ten ten

This my life, not yours

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