Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aspen Kartier
Performer
Lady Binladen
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aspen Easterling
Composer
Ahmya White
Composer
Tommie Burns Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Two Poles
Producer
Zeox
Mixing Engineer
yung savoye
Mixing Engineer
Songtexte
Yeah, it's Lady BL, you know that
It's Kartier, bitch, in this bitch, fuck with it
Queen Draco, bounce out, concentrate, you know that
This shit free
We gave y'all ass some free clout in this bitch
All that TikTok, Facebook comedian shit, we just got all that
Chicago Wave, stop doing interviews with goofies, fuck?
I'm tellin' you, I ain't even got shit else to say, come on, come on
Run that beat back for us
Fully ready, got the chop with the wood
Slide down the one block wishin' a fuck **** would
I'm done with this, let's jump in the car
Bounce out with Dracs and switches
Slide on his block, I'ma park your whip
**** tried to blow, but he dropped his clip
Dummy, you banned from drills
Your aim ain't good, you ain't got no skills, bitch
Since Bookie talked, let's talk 'bout how his BM got her dumb ass clapped
We tried to give her a pass, she kept on chattin', got her little ass put on the back
Rollin' up so many 'Woods, I can't even name who the fuck got put in the pack
I ain't even have no mask, still hopped out, blitzed, put six-twos all through his back, brrt
Yeah, sis wanna talk, but let's talk about that
He got shot in the leg, he ain't get no get-back (Bitch)
Posted me cryin', won't hurt the heart
Bitch, shake your ass, go flame or spark (Yeah)
You been in the booth, but I went farther
Your BM a bitch, she ain't get her lick back
Chicago Hottie gon' get her shit smacked
Dump the Drac', stop doin' that bappin'
Kittin' up cars, I like shit faster (Yeah, skrrt)
Make your shit go poof, some magic (Grrah)
Racin' the cars, I'm ditchin' the jakes (Yeah)
High-speed chase, I'm duckin' the heli' (Yeah)
Dumpin' the Drac', I'm touchin' his belly (Uh)
Paintin' the scene all red like spaghetti
Bad hoes shakin' they ass in the telly (Aha)
She seen my fully, make her ass get wetty (Haha)
Uh, make they shit go poof, some magic
This free clout, yeah, y'all ass can have it
Every time shit get tragic, hop out blasters
Now or later on the beef, it's off
We rich as fuck, we not checkin' the cost
Like Randy Moss, I picked him off
Let's play a game, I'm the final boss
Every single win came with a loss
Free clout, bitch, we out here givin' bod
Don't mention our name when we tappin' jaws (Bitch)
Yeah, you know what the fuck goin' on
Man, to y'all clout fishers, we in this bitch givin' y'all ass some free fuckin' clout, dumb-ass dick suckers
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Free clout, bitch, 'cause we not fucked up 'bout shit, goofy
Haha, Binladen
Know that
Written by: Ahmya White, Aspen Easterling, Tommie Burns Jr.

