Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dulawry Clover
Songwriter
Songtexte
Yeah, I've been countin' bands up
On a flight out to LA, I'll call you when I land up (Land up)
Sippin' out the cup, get fucked up sippin' dirty Fanta (Dirty Fanta)
I don't care, no way, bitch, I always stay the same (Yeah)
Countin' up these hunnids and I always stay the same (Stay the same)
Bitch, you must be trippin', I won't switch up on the gang (Yeah)
I don't care 'bout hoes or nothin', they get in my way (In my way)
Bitch, I popped off to the top spot, ****, top dollar
That ho is a rider, rider, and she mad, I don't want her
Busy countin' up my [dollars?], no, you can't come live with me
I just want designer-signer, I will never wear some Prada
Fuckers countin' bands up, nah, she can't have me (Nah)
Nah, she can't have me, I know I got a couple sons
Bitch, I ain't yo' daddy, I know you see me shining
But can pull up your panties? Turn it up, hear the bass jump
Poppin' Xannies, nah, you can't have these (Yeah)
Why you act like your important?
I just got a new whip from Japan, my car imported (Car imported)
Bitch, you ain't with me, you ain't with gang, you get deported
Get a chainsaw to your face, call me [Cory?] (Yeah)
Yeah, I've been countin' bands up
On a flight out to LA, I'll call you when I land up
Sippin' out the cup, get fucked up sippin' dirty Fanta
I don't care, no way, bitch, I always stay the same (Yeah)
Countin' up these hunnids and I always stay the same (Stay the same)
Bitch, you must be trippin', I won't switch up on the gang (What?)
I don't care 'bout hoes or nothin', they get in my way (In my way)
Bitch, I popped off to the top spot, ****, top dollar (Top dollar)
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Written by: Dulawry Clover
