Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Smino
Vocals
Jean Deaux
Jean Deaux
Speaker
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Jean-Andre Lawrence
Jean-Andre Lawrence
Songwriter
Christopher Allen
Christopher Allen
Songwriter
Martel Howard
Martel Howard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KRS
KRS
Producer
J.L.L
J.L.L
Co-Producer
deDunamis
deDunamis
Co-Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Tequila Mockingbird, mockingbird, I copped her a new Beamer Oh yes she fly away, cicada, but another quaalude She be back She be back Yeah you know that she'll Alvita Alvita Paid a lil' fair on the East side high Like, Free Mr. Clark Lady upstairs 'bout to be so hot Smokin' like fix the car New plugs, new wires Baby, I'm plugged and wired Been at it since 6 o'clock Been drinkin' my water Worried bout mine Try it, it'll clear up the bumps I'm up like an attic I'm fucked, I'm an addict I'm stuck, it's a habit Compulsive and damaging Booches, they all wanna hang like a banister Bang her and banish her, Crash Bandicoot Booked like a manual, we did it manual Prayed to Emmanuel, dipped in detergent Serpents lurkin', look how they slither Fuck 'em right now, we on this liquor Tequila Mockingbird, you fly, you worth a brand new Beamer Fly away like a cicada, another quaalude She'll be back, yeah, she'll be back Alvita (She back) Alvita Alvita Uh, I got my feet up, my feet up Thick bitch, met her at V-Live, V-Live I love her because she live, she live She don't wear no fuckin' FILA, Balenciaga My deal, sweeter than key lime, gimme the whole pie With my cousin like Skeeter, breakin' bread from Anita Ooh, I'm 'bout to go and spark some Up in the car, if you wanna go Ooh, she got her hands on my torso She tryna start somethin', ya know You don't really wanna start none You don't wanna start none, you gone Eventually bring out that demon She screamin' for the Lord, talkin' in tongues You don't really wanna start none You don't wanna start none, you gone Eventually bring out that demon She screamin' for the Lord, talkin' in tongues Slow down, won't you? She the type, pronounce her pronouns Ask you, "What's your birthday, what's your rising?" Don't know But the convo's mesmerizing I beat it like battery You know them energy girls be the nasty freaks Pour up a glass of Tequila Mockingbird, you fly, you worth a brand new Beamer Fly away like a cicada, another quaalude She'll be back, yeah, she'll be back Alvita (She back) Alvita Alvita Tay Tay with it, Tay Tay with it Tay Tay with it, Tay Tay with it Tay Tay with it, Tay Tay with it Tay It's like, I'm surrounded by dark in the room And then I hit the blunt, so I gotta lay down But... I wish I was like... on a beach looking at the stars
Writer(s): Christopher Smith, Christopher Allen, Martel Howard, Jean-andre Lawrence Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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