Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Plies
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Algernod Washington
Composer
Brian Casey
Composer
Christopher Gholson
Composer
EDUARDO DEL-BARRIO
Composer
Jamil "Millz" Alleyne
Composer
Ferrell Wayne Miles
Composer
Manuel Seal, Jr.
Composer
Maurice White
Composer
Paul Philips
Composer
Usher Raymond IV
Composer
Faheem Rasheed Najm
Composer
J. Dupri
Composer
Kutta
Composer
Marcellus Kevin Gates
Lyrics
Verdine White
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamil "Millz" Alleyne
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Cheeze
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Spatial Mixing Engineer
Kutta
Producer
Lyrics
I can't stand to see you treated bad
I drop that bag 'bout you
Get a smashed 'bout you
You know you my lil' yeah, right?
Even though I'm not your main, you're not my girl
I'ma call you my lil' yea, yea
And I can't stand to see you treated bad
I drop that bag 'bout you, yeah, yeah
Get a smashed 'bout you, you my lil' yea, yea
If you ain't know, you know, we ain't supposed to do, you my yeah, yeah, yeah
Ever say you run along, cash, I bless you with bands you
You could live up by the trap, in my section, I'm yeah, yeah
On the block, I drop the work off
Skirt off (yeah), I got my shirt off
You know I'm yeah, yeah
I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do
You my yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't need the lights, cameras, I will caught you starin' at me
Don't believe in second chances, want you right there, bae, beside me
Had it bad, break from relationship, any better
Tryna get your groove back to swaggin' like you have the best
And I'll get you pregnant, we both grown, we could make plans for action
No games, you say we cannot walk away, I'm on it backwards
Wanna get behind me, yeah, that ass a traffic, love the way you bouncin'
Transaction, you could make me shy, admit it, I'm a little romantic
We could get out of here, I'll take you where I live
I'll freak you right, I will, I'll freak you right, I will
Sit down on the couch, take your shoes off
Let me rub your body, rub your body
Lay down on the couch (yeah), take your shoes off (yeah)
But let me rub your body (yeah), before I turn you on (mwah)
Kiss all in your crack, my tongue all in your ass
Grip your waist and pull you around, right before I dick you down
Even though I'm not your main, you're not my girl
I'ma call you my lil' yea, yea
And I can't stand to see you treated bad
I drop that bag 'bout you, yeah, yeah
Get a smashed 'bout you, you my lil' yea, yea
If you ain't know, you know, we ain't supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea
Ever say you run along, cash, I bless you with bands
You could (yea, yea, yea) live up by the trap, in my section, I'm yeah, yeah
On the block, I drop the work off
Skirt off (yeah), I got my shirt off
You know I'm yea, yea
I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do
You my yeah, yeah, yeah
Feelin' special, yeah, when I'm carressin', bookoo sex appeal
Do vacation, you been several places, like you better here
Let the pressure buildin' up on your shoulders, kiss your bottom lips
Seen your stomach when I'm droppin' low, that's a lot of dick
Face down, make up sex
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that
When I'm strokin' in slow motion, grip you from the back
Know that dick done took your soul, you come runnin' back for me, love
Even though I'm not your main, you're not my girl
I'ma call you my lil' yea, yea
And I can't stand to see you treated bad
I drop that bag 'bout you, yeah, yeah
Get a smashed 'bout you, you my lil' yea, yea
If you ain't know, you know, we ain't supposed to do, you my yea, yea, yea
Ever say you run along, cash, I bless you with bands
You could (yea, yea, yea) live up by the trap, in my section, I'm yeah, yeah
On the block, I drop the work off
Skrrt off (yeah), I got my shirt off
You know I'm yea, yea
I'm 'bout you, I'ma do what I'm supposed to do
You my yea, yea, yea
Writer(s): Algernod Washington, Brian Casey, Christopher Gholson, Eduardo Del-barrio, Faheem Rasheed Najm, Ferrell Wayne Miles, Jamil "millz" Alleyne, Jermaine Dupri, Kevin Gates, Kutta, Manuel Seal, Maurice White, Paul Philips, Usher Raymond Iv, Verdine Adam White
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