Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Cardi B
Chant
Megan Thee Stallion
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Belcalis Almanzar
Paroles/Composition
Breyan Isaac
Paroles/Composition
Carlos Londoño
Paroles/Composition
Chaniah Kelley
Paroles/Composition
Donny Flores
Paroles/Composition
Megan Pete
Paroles/Composition
James. Steed
Paroles/Composition
Jorden Thorpe
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Breyan Isaac
Production
Evan LaRay
Ingénierie
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Ingénierie
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Leslie Brathwaite
Ingénierie de mixage
DJ SwanQo
Production
We Good
Production
Chris Weaver
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dominique Cook
Assistance d’ingénierie
Maysin Sexton
Assistance d’ingénierie
Morning Estrada
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Bong, bong, bong (we good?)
Bong, bong, bong, bong (like a drum)
Bong, bong, bon, bong-bong-bong-bong (this is fire)
Nigga, eat this ass like a plum (plum)
This pussy tight like a nun (nun)
Better chew it up like it's gum (gum)
Then wipe your mouth when you done (okay)
I'm hot like Nevada
Pussy get popped, piñata
Bitch, I look like money (like money)
You could print my face on a dollar
Beat it up (bong, bong, bong, bong)
Beat it up (bong, bong, bong, bong)
Beat it up (bong, bong, bong, bong)
Beat it up (bong), okay
Five, four, three, two, one, lift off (hey)
Honey, I'm home, shoes gettin' kicked off (uh)
Every time I turn around, a bitch pissed off (ah-ha)
Little dusty-ass hoes need a lint brush (woo)
You gon' settle down, you gon' live with him (what?)
I don't even wanna post a pic with him (no)
The bag he just bought me was a Goyard (Goyard)
That ain't your nigga, he is both ours
Pussy tight like a nun (nun)
Countin' up hundreds with my thumb (thumb)
I don't care where you from (from)
Better dick this shit like a drum (okurrr)
Don't be talkin' shit like you know me (woo)
I ride dick like a pony
Girl, that nigga look like a brokie (real hot girl shit)
Go and fuck with his homie, he a- (ah)
This ass sit like a stallion, all these wannabes my lil' ponies
These hoes camped out in the comments
Always talkin' like they know me (ayy)
Thick bitches in the black truck, packed in
Eat whoever in my way, Ms. Pacman
Hermès, made a real big purchase
Purse so big, had to treat it like a person
Bad bitch (bad bitch) in real life (in real life)
Show me real love, give a fuck about them likes ('bout them like)
Bitch tryna say I ain't fine, oh, aight
They know I'm thick like I'm eatin' beans with the rice
Like lean over ice, got the real meat pies
I be spillin' like my ass out these jeans when they tight
And the way they watch me, need to be monetized (ah)
I'ma need a money bag if I sleep overnight
Wait, wait (hold up), wait, wait (hold up), wait
Hoes pop pills, but I'm the one they can't take (yeah)
Hot girl shit, I'ma make somethin' shake (brrt)
I know these stiff hoes can't releate (ah)
Shoot your shot like a free throw
Just know this pussy ain't free though
My BD is a Migo
Bitch, your BD is zero
My back shots sound like bongos
I ain't scared to admit, I'm a freak hoe (ah)
At least I get my money (yeah)
Y'all hoes broke, pussy took more turn than a keyhole
It did
Like a bun
I'ma throw it back like it's Thursday
I got cake, I'm lit, it's my birthday, ah
Look, I don't ride it on my knees, bitch, I ride it on my toes (uh)
Big fat ass, it be eatin' up the thong
Got a garage full of foreign cars that I never drove (yeah)
A bitch couldn't school me with a student loan
So sexy, I could Met Gala in a robe (yup)
I could body every look and I could body every pose (yes)
Neck full of diamonds, yeah, I'm forever froze
Will Cardi ever fall off? Bitch, we'll never know, woo
Beat it up
Wait
Bitch, I'm hot like Nevada
Pussy get popped, piñata (bop)
Lookin' like money (cold)
You could print my face on a dollar (okurr)
This pussy, Dominicana
This pussy, Americana
Si tú quiere' que te toma, toma
Bought a couple cribs on my own, I'm a owner (woo)
Beat it up
Real hot girl shit
La Cardi (ah)
Writer(s): Megan J. Pete, Chaniah Kelley, James Deon Steed, Carlos Londono, Javaan Durrell Anderson, Jorden Thorpe, Donny Flores, Belcalis Almanzar, Breyan Stanley Isaac
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