Listen to LA (feat. KA$HDAMI) by midwxst

LA (feat. KA$HDAMI)

midwxst

Hip-Hop/Rap

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
midwxst
midwxst
Vocals
Ezra Abbey
Ezra Abbey
Programming
Jaasu Mallory
Jaasu Mallory
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Composer
Ezra Abbey
Ezra Abbey
Composer
Jaasu Mallory
Jaasu Mallory
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
midwxst
midwxst
Recording Engineer
Drew Sliger
Drew Sliger
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Ezra Abbey
Ezra Abbey
Producer
Jaasu Mallory
Jaasu Mallory
Producer

Lyrics

Fah, fah, fah (Ha-ha-ha-ha) I hop in that coupe and we speedin' She want me to slide, suck that dick when she need it Say hello to money 'cause that's what I'm greetin' I'm hoppin' out cars and I'm jumpin' in meetings Bitch, it's my universe, not talkin' Steven I'm playin' my odds and the shit lookin' even We move in the night, yeah, we move in the evening I'm off the gas and I feel like I'm dreamin' Don't try to say that I care what you say I feel like a barber, I'm handin' out fades I'm cuttin' off niggas, I know that they snakes I'ma punch in, baby, give me one take This not a beat, nigga, you don't wan' play Eatin' the beats like that shit a buffet I'm feelin' fancy, might eat a parfait Might go out to eat, I might get me a steak Chrome on my body, I feel like a tank Give me a beat and you know I'll make bank I'll never care for what no nigga think Makin' one call, now my boys hit a stain Fuck an Impala, my whip is not tame Put on for my city, put on for my gang Can't fuck with a lot of people, they too lame Fuck all the fake, know I'll still be the same Black whip, feel like I'm Batman, huh I know that boy, know he cappin', woah On stage in the venues, we packin' now The dollar bills on me, they stackin' now Can't switch on my gang, not my faction, no The 808's, know that they slappin', yeah We is not coolin', won't dap him up He wanna act smooth 'til we pullin' up I hop in that coupe and we speedin' She want me to slide, suck that dick when she need it Say hello to money 'cause that's what I'm greetin' I'm hoppin' out cars and I'm jumpin' in meetings Bitch, it's my universe, not talkin' Steven I'm playin' my odds and the shit lookin' even We move in the night, yeah, we move in the evening I'm off the gas and I feel like I'm dreamin' Don't try to say that I care what you say I feel like a barber, I'm handin' out fades I'm cuttin' off niggas, I know that they snakes I'ma punch in, baby, give me one take This not a beat, nigga, you don't wan' play Eatin' the beats like that shit a buffet Eatin' the beats like that shit a buffet Eatin' the beats like that shit a buffet I'm with midwxst, we in LA Bad bitch hit my phone like, "'Dami, where you stay?" I've been feelin' alone, but it's gon' be okay I'm jealous, nigga, did this shit my way (fah, fah, fah) You see my drip, nigga, it's exclusive Said he gon' rob me, he ain't do it If you ain't bringin' money, nigga, then you useless Don't play with the clique, might end up toothless Play with the clique, you'll see repercussions My niggas got drums, I ain't talkin' percussion TTG, we ain't doin' discussion I know that I'm goin' up so I ain't rushin' Niggas wanna be 'Dami so bad, they might do it in Russian You know I'm slipped up when I step in the function High off the gas, nigga, I can't function Hop on the stage and the crowd start jumpin' I hop in that coupe and we speedin' She want me to slide, suck that dick when she need it Say hello to money 'cause that's what I'm greetin' I'm hoppin' out cars and I'm jumpin' in meetings Bitch, it's my universe, not talkin' Steven I'm playin' my odds and the shit lookin' even We move in the night, yeah, we move in the evening I'm off the gas and I feel like I'm dreamin' Don't try to say that I care what you say I feel like a barber, I'm handin' out fades I'm cuttin' off niggas, I know that they snakes I'ma punch in, baby, give me one take This not a beat, nigga, you don't wan' play Eatin' the beats like that shit a buffet Eatin' the beats like that shit a buffet Eatin' the beats like that shit a buffet I hop in that coupe and we speedin' She want me to slide, suck that dick when she need it Say hello to money 'cause that's what I'm greetin' I'm hoppin' out cars and I'm jumpin' in meetings Bitch, it's my universe, not talkin' Steven I'm playin' my odds and the shit lookin' even We move in the night, yeah, we move in the evening I'm off the gas and I feel like I'm dreamin' Don't try to say that I care what you say I feel like a barber, I'm handin' out fades I'm cuttin' off niggas, I know that they snakes
Writer(s): Jaasu Amir Mallory, David Wallace, Ezra Dov Abbey, Edgar Nathaniel Iii Sarratt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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