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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bankroll Freddie
Bankroll Freddie
Rap
Megan Thee Stallion
Megan Thee Stallion
Rap
Bandplay
Bandplay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Freddie Demarus Gladney III
Freddie Demarus Gladney III
Songwriter
Megan Pete
Megan Pete
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Chad Greenwood
Chad Greenwood
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Let the BandPlay (yeah) Young nigga turnt, I'ma pop it (I'ma pop it) Keep me a .30, nigga, this ain't no Roxy (baow) Get your ass shot, I ain't doin' no boxing (no boxing) I cook this shit in they face like Hibachi I know he hatin', I got the bitch watchin' (haha) She on my drip and she like how I pop it (oh, she like it) He can't afford neither one of these watches (nah) She wanna fuck, and she heard that I'm toxic (big toxic) I wanna fuck on lil' mama, she thick (ooh) Booty so big, ooh, look at them hips (look at her) Like how she shake it, might give her a tip (give a tip) Go to the back, I might give her this tip (ooh) Straight to the room, got her all on my zip (zip it up) Beat that thing up from the back, let me dip (from the back) Say she got water, well, I need a sip (ooh) Pussy low mileage, take me on a trip, yeah I know for a fact that she feelin' me (ooh, ooh) Catch us a vibe, yeah, she matchin' my energy (yeah) She a lil' hood, I think she's from Tennessee (on God) Booty so big, could've thought she from Texas (Texas) She got the peach, could've thought she from Georgia Pussy so wet, well, take me to Florida (ooh) I kinda adored her, so I Dior'd her Let's hit up Lenox and blow us a quarter, yeah (quarter) Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh) Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh) Pop it (ooh), pop it, uh, pop it, uh Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh) Pop it (ooh), pop it (Let the BandPlay) Ayy, young bitch lit, I'ma shake some (shake some) If he got money, you know I'ma take some Whoever I'm fuckin', these bitches want next (what?) You eatin' my leftovers, that's not a flex (ugh) Bitches ain't fuckin' with me in this jewelry (ah) I need a nigga that know what to do with me Guess I'm too hot so these bitches ain't cool with me (hey) Too fucking thick, he wish it was two of me (ah) Poppin', bad bitch, keep me a option Wavy, hoes see me and get nauseous (get nauseous) Famous, leave with the nigga you came with (came with) Dangerous, I don't fuck around with no lame shit 'Scuse me, we tryna get by with that Uzi Finna let him bust off some rounds in this coochie (baow, baow) Bank tryna fit all this ass in the two seat (hey) Bitch finna go broke tryna outdo me Umm, if I'm not the hottest, who is? (Who is?) She got a booty fetish, tryna steal my shit (my shit) M's to the lawyer just to handle my biz (my biz) 200K just to cover my wrist (brr) He bopped out and I wanna see what that mouth 'bout Start from the bottom to the top like a countdown (ah) Everybody pull out they phone when I pop out Pop it, b-baow Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh) Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh) Pop it (ooh), pop it, uh, pop it, uh Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh) Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it
Writer(s): Megan J. Pete, Freddie Gladney, Krishnon Gaines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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