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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cordae
Cordae
Performer
Rose Gold
Rose Gold
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cordae Dunston
Cordae Dunston
Songwriter
Daniel Hackett
Daniel Hackett
Songwriter
Larry D. Griffin Jr
Larry D. Griffin Jr
Songwriter
Stuart Lowery
Stuart Lowery
Songwriter
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Co-Producer
Aria Angel Ali
Aria Angel Ali
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Epikh Pro
Epikh Pro
Producer
S1
S1
Producer
Brendan "Bren" Ferry
Brendan "Bren" Ferry
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yup, I be on my way (I be on, I be on way over) Yup, yeah, I say (I be on, I be on my way over) Hunnid bag, hunnid bag, get it right back, huh Switch it up, flip it up, betcha like that So, put your number on this paper 'Cause I would love to take you up On a lovely day, don't care what your last situation was, uh Uh, I got this spoiled L.A. girl, she from Chino Hills She let me drive her daddy Bentley, swear that she so real I swear her silent stare be so crazy it be sayin' the most But when we go out to eat she always pay for us both I got this one chick from the bay who always bump Mac Dre I give her constant dick, her consciousness won't go that way I tell her, "Everyday, lady, you'll be havin' my baby" She say, "Yee! Lil' nigga, man, you hella crazy" I got this one little shawty, her little brother, he rap He always askin' for a feature, I ignore him and laugh But when I kill his sister pussy, she gon' lay in the hearse Her kitty so fuckin' fire, shit, I gave him a verse Uh, I say Hunnid bag, hunnid bag, get it right back, huh Switch it up, flip it up, betcha like that So, put your number on this paper 'Cause I would love to take you up On a lovely day, don't care what your last situation was Uh, I got this cutie from Nigeria, who takin' advantage I hate I had to cut her off, but she just won't stop scammin' Check my credit card accounts and ask, "What's the amount?" The bitch cleared my whole shit, cashed the check Then she bounced I found this chick in Atlanta, her elegant country grammar Swear she bad and she bougie, she got such high standards I got this good old country girl, she from North Carolina When I'm in that vagina, I just can never decline her I got this side chick from Chiraq, who keep that strap And got my pack Told her, "Bend it over, while I break your back" Watch over my shoulder, don't take no slack Got this one girl from Texas, she shit on all of my exes Cooked me eggs and some bacon, I give her good dick for breakfast I even got this college girl, who give immaculate head But she just so fuckin' broke, I always Cash App her bread And she just pledged AKA and upgraded her taste So I fucked her line sisters, took 'em all on a date Uh, I say Hunnid bag, hunnid bag, get it right back, huh Switch it up, flip it up, betcha like that Girl, put your number on this paper 'Cause I would love to take you up On a lovely day, don't care what your last situation was Uh, got a spoiled girl from Chino Hills College chick who love to pop pills Chiraq girl who's down to kill God damn, my life's a thrill Nigerian queen who love to scheme Texas chick who in my dreams Atlanta girls ain't for the team This player shit is in my genes Aw, man
Writer(s): Larry Griffin, Terrace Martin, Cordae Dunston, Stuart Lowery, Daniel Anwar Hackett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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