Lyrics : Kendrick Lamar/Hitta J3/Young Threat/Peysoh/Sounwave/Jack Antonoff/KENNY & BILLY/Tobias Breuer
Music : Kendrick Lamar/Hitta J3/Young Threat/Peysoh/Sounwave/Jack Antonoff/KENNY & BILLY/Tobias Breuer
Arranger : Sounwave
Producer : KENNY & BILLY/Sounwave /Jack Antonoff/Tobias Breuer/NOT THE TWOS
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, who put the west back in front this shit?
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it
Tell 'em Kendrick did it, like, wow
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'
[Verse 1: Peysoh]
Ayy, on the dead ones
We'll treat an enemy like some bread crumbs
All of my killers on go, like, who said somethin'?
Redrum, all I think about when I see heads come
Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go
Let 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop, bro
Don't televise it, we the ones who lettin' chops blow
Opps know, let 'em piss 'em off and it's a flop show
Murder man, singin' murder music off a murder van
Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound
Who is him? One and only shotta, murder, man
Catch you doin' 30, it's no other way but murder plans
I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it
Don't wanna speak if you ain't talkin' 'bout no ticket
I'm bougie with it, but I might just let you kiss it
Hit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell young Peysoh did it
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & Peysoh]
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, who put the west back in front this shit?
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, like, wow
Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?
Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?
On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'
[Verse 2: Hitta J3 & Kendrick Lamar]
Hop out suicide doors, it's the hitta, man
You don't wanna see them doors slidin' on the caravan
I know killers who was catchin' bodies and not one fade
I was thirteen up at Avalon, poppin' chains
Fourteen, ridin' minibikes with some dead friends
Twenty-one, flag on my head like the Taliban
Twenty-five, feelin' like the box, it was full of sand
At the cemetery, **** that, that's where I could've been
142nd, I'm connected like I'm Rosecrans
Kinda shit I seen, try and forget it now will pop a Xan'
Uppin' scores, doin' files, sacrificing like a boxing ring, can't throw in the towel
Pistol-packin' since a child
Ayy, like it's Iraq, shoot and aim
Hussein, ridin' with the dirty blicky, switchy, make a new flame
She said I been a dog all my life, bae, can you change?
True to my religion, Cuban links, more than two chains
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & Hitta J3]
Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?
Tell 'em Hitta did it, who put the west back in front this shit?
Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it
[Verse 3: Young Threat]
It's gettin' down to the wire
Get on my Bob the Builder shit and get down with the pliers
We coming with back-to-back hits, how this nigga ain't tired?
I'm with some rockstar bitches, they want Lizzy McGuire
I'm switching gears, I pop the clutch, I'll send a nigga up
A risk-taker, I'll call you niggas' bluff
If they hangin' out for real, we come to duck, tuckin' tails, they out of luck
When it's war-time they hidin' in the cut
Y'all had y'all chance, you couldn't do it
I swear I'm comin' worse than y'all baby mamas, I'm puttin' niggas through it
They hate to see me doin' it, meal ticket, I'm pursuin' it
I'm in the field for real, UCLA Bruins
They askin' how I do it, how a young nigga so fluent
I kept my mouth closed and I ain't ever leave no witnesses
D.O.A. up on the scene, tell 'em Young Threat did it, nigga