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PERFORMING ARTISTS
K CAMP
K CAMP
Vocals
Mooski
Mooski
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kristopher Campbell
Kristopher Campbell
Songwriter
Darien Hinton
Darien Hinton
Songwriter
Bobby Turner
Bobby Turner
Songwriter
Khaleel Kenyatta Griffin
Khaleel Kenyatta Griffin
Songwriter
Josh Gardner
Josh Gardner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K CAMP
K CAMP
Recording Engineer
Bobby Kritical
Bobby Kritical
Producer
1st Class
1st Class
Producer
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Mixing Engineer
Bill Jabr
Bill Jabr
Mastering Engineer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Bobby Kritical Yeah She know I got options (options) She can skip the plan, and get straight to fuckin' She lookin' for a bae, lookin' for a husband (no, no) Know I keep them racks but she gettin' nothin' Pull up to the spot, let it rain on your skin She know what it is, real niggas walked in (uh-huh) Sack full of hunnids, I'ma let her dive in (uh-huh) She don't want love, all she wanna do is spend You make this shit too easy for a nigga (you makin' it too easy) Pop one of these get freaky for a nigga (oh woah, oh) She get super wet, she leakin' on a nigga (leakin', yeah) When you're with the boy, you don't need no other nigga I can see your other nigga clockin' (clockin') Beat the pussy down like I'm boxin' (boxin') She know that I'm solid but I'm toxic (toxic) Fuck you in public, let 'em watch it (hey) She lookin' for her hero (she lookin' for her hero) Check the bank account, I need way more zeros (I need way more, oh, oh) Hitters in the cut, they gon' shoot like Hiro (grrah, oh, woah-woah, oh) I'm a rich nigga, I can't wife no cheap hoe She know I got options We can skip the plan, and get straight to fuckin' She lookin' for a bae, lookin' for a husband Know I keep them racks but she gettin' nothin' (hey, hey-ayy) Pull up to the spot, let it rain on your skin (skin) She know what it is, real niggas walked in (hey, hey-ayy) Sack full of hunnids, I'ma let her dive in She don't want love, all she wanna do is spend I can see your other nigga clockin' (oh, oh) Beat the pussy down like I'm boxin' (hey, hey-ayy) She know that I'm solid but I'm toxic (oh, oh, woah) Fuck you in public, let 'em watch it She don't want love, all she wanna do is spend (oh, ah) She don't want hugs, all she want is Benjamins (oh-oh, woah) A nigga gotta go and get it just to get it in (get it in) Valentino runners, you know what I'm drippin' in Take her from her nigga You know I take her from that boy Off that liquor, sippin' Hen' Take her from her nigga, send her back to fill him in She don't got nowhere to pour her feelings in the end Oh, I can't trust her (I can't trust her, no) I can't love her, but I might (hey, hey-ayy) I might, I might take her down, and (down) I might take her down She know I got options We can skip the plan, and get straight to fuckin' She lookin' for a bae, lookin' for a husband Know I keep them racks but she gettin' nothin' Pull up to the spot, let it rain on your skin She know what it is, real niggas walked in Sack full of hunnids, I'ma let her dive in She don't want love, all she wanna do is spend She looking for her hero Hey, hey-ayy
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Kristopher Campbell, Bobby Turner, Darien Hinton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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