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PERFORMING ARTISTS
GloRilla
GloRilla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Anderson Jr
Antonio Anderson Jr
Songwriter
Jordan Alexander Turner
Jordan Alexander Turner
Songwriter
Gloria Woods
Gloria Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Macaroni Toni
Macaroni Toni
Producer
Aaron "thank Aaron" Bolton
Aaron "thank Aaron" Bolton
Recording Engineer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Logan Schmitz
Logan Schmitz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
AClef Vibes
AClef Vibes
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Glorilla (AClef vibes on the beat) Woo, woo, uh Like, unh, like unh (cheese, his name is cheese, okay) They don't want to see no gangster bitches win We're in the industry, fucked up let these gangster bitches in They say my 15 minutes up, I'm only 15 minutes in Before they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin again like, uh Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again like, uh Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends and, if he did, he got to stand on that Ain't makin' no amends (on gang) Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (on gang) Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (on gang) He want my number, had to hit him with the "Uh-uh," like uh Shout out to Cali', I'm in Cali' I'm like, "Uh-uh" (Boom, baow, baow) Coochie candy, when he eat it, he go dumb, dumb like Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (mmh-mm) Put some boots on I snatch a nigga with no ass (no ass) He tellin' me he love me do them other bitches know that? (huh?) He say he love me, told him he can tell his ho that And, I really just be vibin' I don't see why they be so mad (mad ass) They say they the game, but, I don't know 'em then I blast his ass (he's lyin') Hotel in Miami, get backshots on the balcony (baow, baow) Black niggas like they bitches red like a lil' battery Money making cutie I'm a gangster nigga fantasy (on God) They don't want to see no gangster bitches win We're in the industry, fucked up Let these gangster bitches in They say my 15 minutes up I'm only 15 minutes in Before they ever catch me slippin' I'ma slide and spin again like, uh Said I was done, well, dude we back at it again Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again like, uh Been makin' money I ain't tryna make no friends And, if he did, he got to stand on that Ain't makin' no amends (on gang) Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (on gang) Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (on gang) Ain't got no BBL, lil' bitch, you must be thick or somethin' (lyin' ass) Pussy fat as hell they thinkin' this a dick or somethin' (this a chop') He ask me, "Rhyme it," he must think I'm his bitch or somethin' (hold on) Tryna put me on yo' friend he must be rich or somethin' I ain't in these bitches beef, I'm in my motherfuckin' prime Told 'em, "Leave me out the way, no parts and I'm not takin' sides" I wonder how my ex doing' wonder, is they still alive? Probably somewhere in my DMs, constantly motherfucker tryin' The neighbor talk, she a bad bitch my ass get fuckin' quiet A lot of hoes in toxic situations, they just keep it private (on God) They don't want to see no gangster bitches win We're in the industry, fucked up, let these gangster bitches in They say my 15 minutes up I'm only 15 minutes in Before they ever catch me slippin' I'ma slide and spin again like, uh Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again Said he can't get no ass no more I'm lookin' back at it again like, uh Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends and, if he did, he got to stand on that Ain't makin' no amends (on gang) Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (on gang) Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (on gang)
Writer(s): Gloria Woods, Antonio Anderson, Jordan Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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