Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Trace Johnson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Trace Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Trace Johnson
Producer
Songtexte
Eee, eee, eee
Hee, uh-huh, yeah
Hee, uh-huh okay
Hmm, been intermittent fasting, I'm taking care of my health
Increasing the wealth, that's why she likes top shelf
She see how I'm living, well
We look at you like we keeping a secret, in other words, we can't tell
The chips on your, hmm, the chips on your shoulder, stale
Now you tryna make excuses, sound like you casting a sleep spell, huh
She carry her heart in my duffle, it's hovering over her feet
Whenever she make a pledge, both hands cover her knees
She stand at attention, I put her at ease
Long as she know that she paying a fee
Long as she know it's a line with no VIP
If she ain't suited for this, then forget it, she ain't with the MIB
She wasn't there in the mud when we made this shit concrete
Just cause I been outside don't mean that I been in the streets, I'm paving the way
But you can still get the work, uh, yeah
But you can still get the work, yeah
Every time she make attachments, they in invisible ink
She want me to come do her, like how I'm doing the screen, swipe
Shawty so tender, I could just tell by her tone
I cook up and leave her at home, she fell right off the bone
I tread through her water like Moses, no, I ain't talking Malone
But if her legs are at seven and six and I'm playing the center, I'm feeling for gold
I call her Mariah Carey the way she be holding them notes
Just cause she might hit em for him don't mean that she singing along
I make her sing in soprano, for him she sing baritone
Controlling her tongue, she tryna keep up with my metronome
She trying to keep up with the BPM
She spending the night not leaving my crib til bout 3PM
I open my phone to bout 3DM's
From women that's waiting to CC me in their inbox, so they can CC him
But they gotta be more forward to me, talm bout can we be friends when
She carry her heart in my duffle, it's hovering over her feet
Whenever she make a pledge, both hands cover her knees
She stand at attention, I put her at ease
Long as she know that she paying a fee
Long as she know it's a line with no VIP
If she ain't suited for this, then forget it, she ain't with the MIB
She wasn't there in a mud when we made this shit concrete
Just cause I been outside don't mean that I been in the streets, I'm paving the way
But you can still get the work, uh, yeah
But you can still get the work
But you can still get the work, uh, yeah
But you can still get the work
Hee, uh-huh
Hee, uh-huh
But you can still get the work
Hee, uh-huh
Written by: Tyler Trace Johnson