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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toosii
Toosii
Vocals
Fivio Foreign
Fivio Foreign
Vocals
ASB⌀
Programming
Bordeaux
Bordeaux
Programming
Non Native
Non Native
Programming
RXNEY
RXNEY
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brendan Walsh
Brendan Walsh
Songwriter
Anthony Ogundero
Anthony Ogundero
Songwriter
Justen Rainey
Justen Rainey
Songwriter
Luis Campozano
Luis Campozano
Songwriter
Maxie Ryles
Maxie Ryles
Songwriter
Naujour Grainger
Naujour Grainger
Songwriter
Julius Rivera III
Julius Rivera III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ASB⌀
Producer
Bordeaux
Bordeaux
Producer
Non Native
Non Native
Producer
RXNEY
RXNEY
Producer
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Zach Schultze
Zach Schultze
Engineer
Brendan Walsh
Brendan Walsh
Engineer

Songtexte

(Bordeaux and Non Native) (It ain't pouring, but it's rainy) Ayy, uh Me, I don't play, know she ain't my bae I just take her to the crib, know I fuck her, don't love her After she leave, I'ma call me a new bitch And after the new bitch, call me another You the type, fuck her right under the covers These niggas faking, they be undercover I'm top dog, bitch, I ain't no sucker Bitch, I'm flames, got the text when you came Paranoid so a nigga ain't touch you We make thе block twirl, spin Hit the bitch once, I can hit her again Hit thе bitch once then I'm hitting her friend Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, don't know which one, bitch, both y'all win Don't know which one, bitch, both y'all twins When I hit from the back, I'ma go all in Grrt, baow, run 'em down Chopper, it hold 'bout a hundred rounds She gon' fuck 'til the morning, she love But I tell her move it the fuck around Valentino, bitch, these ain't Asics Can't fuck that ho, she basic At the party, we clapping, we clapping We clapping, we clapping like this graduation Nasty ho, she a freak I could fuck that ho right now, she a geek Fuck that ho, I could take her V But I know that she ain't the one for me I'ma skrrt out, grrt, baow Hit the town, make a fuck nigga sit down I'm the shit, I'm the shit now You ain't killing, don't come 'round, yeah-yeah Tell a nigga beat me there I got a pipe right inside of these Ksubi's Niggas thought we was gon' play fair, ay, uh Woah, but I'm headed straight for the knockout, ay I tell lil' bro he can clock in the work, shit, he ain't never wanna clock out Me, I don't play, know she ain't my bae I just take her to the crib, know I fuck her, don't love her After she leave, I'ma call me a new bitch And after the new bitch, call me another You the type, fuck her right under the covers These niggas faking, they be undercover I'm top dog, bitch, I ain't no sucker (baow) Bitch, I'm flames, got the text when you came Paranoid so a nigga ain't touch you (baow) We make the block twirl, spin Hit the bitch once, I can hit her again Hit the bitch once then I'm hitting her friend (ayy, ayy) Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, don't know which one, bitch, both y'all win (baow) Don't know which one, bitch, both y'all twins (ah, yeah) When I hit from the back, I'ma go all in Look, uh, I cannot (I cannot) twirl (nah) All of these diamonds and pearls (uh) I done got rich, I can give you the world But way back then, it was me and my girl (baow) I shine like flashlights (flashlights) I put in my work, I got brag rights (I did) None of these niggas don't brag right (nah) I won't never go back to my last life (Nah) That'll be stupid (it is) All this pain that I come in the booth with, huh (baow) I see an opp and we shootin' (baow, baow, baow) I bag his girl (bag his girl), I'm ruthless, huh (ruthless) Ice cream (ice cream), scooping (baow) Shittin' (shittin'), poopin' Huh, shittin', huh, poopin' (look, ayy) I feel like the G.O.A.T. (feel like the G.O.A.T.), uh I don't need none of your votes (I don't) I don't like how you talkin', girl, watch the approach Can't ride my wave, I'ma blow up your boat (baow, baow, baow) I take a Percocet, ten milligram per dose (lil' bitch) I got a main bitch and a side bitch, two cribs, I'm fucking 'em both Me, I don't play, know she ain't my bae I just take her to the crib, know I fuck her, don't love her After she leave, I'ma call me a new bitch And after the new bitch, call me another You the type, fuck her right under the covers These niggas faking, they be undercover I'm top dog, bitch, I ain't no sucker Bitch, I'm flames, got the text when you came Paranoid so a nigga ain't touch you We make thе block twirl, spin Hit the bitch once, I can hit her again Hit thе bitch once then I'm hitting her friend Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, don't know which one, bitch, both y'all win Don't know which one, bitch, both y'all twins When I hit from the back, I'ma go all in
Writer(s): Nau'jour Grainger, Anthony Ogundero, Luis Campozano, Brendan Walsh, Justen Rainey, Maxie Ryles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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