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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quavo
Quavo
Rap
Destroy Lonely
Destroy Lonely
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Sandimanie
Bobby Sandimanie
Songwriter
Christian Baello
Christian Baello
Songwriter
Zain Siddiqui
Zain Siddiqui
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Ryan Jacob Holland
Ryan Jacob Holland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quavo
Quavo
Recording Engineer
Ginseng
Ginseng
Producer
MISOGI
MISOGI
Producer
ryanjacob
ryanjacob
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Ellantre Williams
Ellantre Williams
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Huh, swapping out my blicks, for a brand new dirty stick (huh) Porn stars on the jet, she don't wanna eat nun' but some X (uh) Bulletproof the Maybach, president, go five percent (five) We ain't goin' for shit, we sitting at Blitz, you gettin' stick (brrt) She tryna suck my dick, I wipe that spit right off her lip Ain't tryna talk 'bout shit, I want that check, yeah, that's it (cash) I been sippin' like too much drank, my main bitch think I'm sick (drank) Drugs on my chauffeur, lookin' at a ratchet bitch, at strokers (ha-ha) Blue cheese, bitch I'm loaf, section bake potato loaded (loaded) Fire came with the pants, like suspenders, young nigga totin' (fuck) Bitch can't get my bands, I told her, "Get that shit off the floor" (woo!) Get that shit off the floor (get) You better get yo' ho, she tryna fuck my gang Yeah, lil' shawty stuck on go (gang) What you spend on your chain, I just dropped that on my coat (ice) I been goin' insane, across the world, I'm rockin' shows I keep a FN on me, it's just right there in my tote (pew, pew, pew) I keep a badass bitch, she rockin' the Maison with black toes (bag) I ain't even text her back, I just pulled off in a Ghost I just put up ten, yeah, yeah, let's have a toast (go) These niggas turn to hoes, damn, I guess that how it goes (on God) Ever since I was a jit, I knew I was the one, I guess I'm chose I done took this shit around the world, it's global, it's not local Yeah, get that shit off the floor (floor) I told that lil' bitch she slimey, get that shit off her nose (yeah) Having that bloomin' stench, I can't even get that shit off my clothes (so) We can go drip for drip, I had to get this shit off the bowl (yeah, get that shit off the bowl) Drugs on my chauffeur, lookin' at a ratchet bitch, at strokers (ratchet) Blue cheese, bitch I'm loaf, section bake potato loaded (loaded) Fire came with the pants, like suspenders, young nigga totin' (fuck) Bitch can't get my bands, I told her, "Get that shit off the floor" (woo!) Get that shit off the floor You better get yo' ho, she tryna fuck my gang Yeah, lil' shawty stuck on go (gang) What you spend on your chain, I just dropped that on my coat (ice)
Writer(s): Bobby Sandimanie, Christian Baello, Quavious Marshall, Ryan Jacob Holland, Zain Siddiqui Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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