Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Isaiah Barrera
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Logan Mize
Producer
Lyrics
Xaiah, aye, aye
Shorty turned me to a believer
Why the fuck I believe her?
I was stupid for letting a hoe in
Sometimes I really just wanna leave her, I know she ain't a keeper
But she steady got me feeling locked in
Said she wanna take a trip to Geneva, took a hit of sativa
Got her mind on everything but her man
Told her sorry but, I got to leave her I know she is a deceiver
But, she got me feeling lit off the hen'
Shorty she a bad lil bitch, she the baddest of them all
Her insecurities got her in a trance
She know she the baddest, but she got a lot of thinking on her mind
So she need some confirmation from her friends
Checking on her makeup all the time asking if she look fine
When they tell her every time that she a ten
Ask me if she better with or without, girl I'll fuck you both times
Told lil shorty that I get off at ten
Been through the highest of the highs and the lowest of the lows
Even if I get a dub, I'm not content
I'm looking right on to the next, in my future I see checks
By my name, but that's not my intent
I'm just trying to speak to the youth, got to use it that's the truth
Otherwise, you'll live life with discontent
Told her I don't want to hear you vent, had our time it came and went
All the time wasn't time well spent
So I heard she like you, well she like me too
Shorty looking fire in those jeans sky blue
We could link one day, make it times times two
I ain't even seen the back, heard it's a pretty nice view, yeah
You know that I love it when you back that ass up
Ain't no need for insta comments, got yourself to gas up
Girl, I like that shit, I'd be so stupid to pass up
About to set the bar high for whoever after me, catch up
Gassed up, watch them be like, "who that?" that's us
Vibing cause' we chill with all the talking we backed up
But, I don't do no talking, let my music stack up
I swear she be a city girl the way that she
And she gone hide the fact her baggage come with a Mack truck
There ain't no need to unpack, so pack up
And if you ain't about it, well I'm sorry, but that's tough
I got my heart stuck on backed up
Shorty she a bad lil bitch, she the baddest of them all
Her insecurities got her in a trance
She know she the baddest, but she got a lot of thinking on her mind
So she need some confirmation from her friends
Checking on her makeup all the time asking if she look fine
When they tell her every time that she a ten
Ask me if she better with or without, girl I'll fuck you both times
Told lil shorty that I get off at ten, yeah
Writer(s): Matthew Barrera
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