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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Vocals
Denzel Curry
Denzel Curry
Performer
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Programming
Kennedy Sabin
Kennedy Sabin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denzel Curry
Denzel Curry
Composer
Kennedy Sabin
Kennedy Sabin
Composer
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, III
Composer
Ernest Brown III
Ernest Brown III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Producer
Kennedy Sabin
Kennedy Sabin
Producer
Drew Drucker
Drew Drucker
Recording Engineer
John Armstrong
John Armstrong
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I met this girl down in Tally (Tally) She said she flew in from Cali' (yeah) Not L.A., though, she live in the Valley (yeah) Got a twin and I think her name Sally (yeah) Not my type, so I curved her real proudly (yeah) Don't remember last night, it was cloudy (yeah, he's heating up) Got a chance in this shit like I'm Cloudy (yeah) Four rings on my hand like an Audi (yeah, yeah) Might do a show in N.C And say, "fuck it," and pop out in Raleigh I can't fuck with that bitch, she a lame She be talkin' too much, she too rowdy But she still in my phone, in my texts Tryna drag her fingers on my neck (yeah) She wan' get intimate, flesh to flesh (yeah) Yeah, she crazy, but not like the rest (yeah) In my messages, in my direct (yeah) Like an Xbox, she wanna connect (yeah) She wanna fuck on me, get flesh to flesh (yeah) Niggas hatin', don't talk under your breath (yeah) 'Cause I don't give a fuck 'bout you (yeah, yeah) Know we kick shit like kung fu (yeah) Balenci' on my shoes (my shoes) Got a problem? Then we gon' shoot (gon' shoot) I met this girl down in Tally (Tally) She said she flew in from Cali' (yeah) Not L.A., though, she live in the Valley (yeah) Got a twin and I think her name Sally (yeah) Not my type, so I curved her real proudly (yeah) Don't remember last night, it was cloudy (yeah) Got a chance in this shit like I'm Cloudy (yeah, excuse my language) Four rings on my hand like an Audi (yeah, yeah) Uh, bad lil' bitch from Nevada She sold her soul for some Gucci and Prada (it's hot) Christo and Balenciaga Water to wine, I turned water to Vodka Love when she call me, "Big poppa" She don't like rappers, she love speaker Knockerz Fur coat, straight off of Appa Drippin', submerge to Davey Jones' locker 24-karat gold, like the Black Mamba Shawty got ass that she got from her momma Mixed lil' bitch, like Alana and Shawna Kill with the fashion, but no Jeffery Dahmer Comme des Garçons, you'll never catch me in VLONE What in the fuck niggas be on? Cali' is somewhere she belong I met this girl down in Tally (Tally) She said she flew in from Cali' (yeah) Not L.A., though, she live in the Valley (yeah) Got a twin and I think her name Sally (okay) Not my type, so I curved her real proudly (yeah) Don't remember last night, it was cloudy (yea) Got a chance in this shit like I'm Cloudy (yeah) Four rings on my hand like an Audi (yeah, yeah) I met this girl down in Tally (girl down in Tally) I met this girl down in Tally (Tally, Tally) She said she flew in from Cali' (where she from?) She said she flew in from Cali' Hell yeah (yeah-yeah), a'ight, I think we got it
Writer(s): Denzel Rae Don Curry, Ernest Eugene Brown Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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