Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LaSiera Johnson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff Keyonte Bridges
Songwriter
LaSiera Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nox Beats
Producer
Lyrics
It's really crazy how I eat these **** up, cold platter It's crazy how I'm underground and still bein, wait It's the motherfuckin' remix, man, uh
It's weak to me how you don't fuck with me but rap my songs It's weak to me how **** like you when you becoming wealthy I'm just stating the facts for the ones in the back It's weak to me how **** switch like a drag in some skirts
You bitches weak to me, I drop a track, I got them mad Sendin' shots that's never hittin' past the mic, you **** wack Pick a opp and drag that fuckin' hoe from the net to the booth They think I'm playin' but I'm serious Catch me puttin' fire in the paper, bitch, I'm a prodigy Just cross me now, you want apologies Stop the actin' and the rappin, I go ham on any beat It's the remix, pass the mic to my sis Pass this bitch around and round like I'm blunt in' this bitch
There ain't one bitch seein' me, I put that on god All these **** gettin' corny, might as well be the cob Fuck these labels, independent, I ain't no builder bob think they closin' doors, whole time, bitch, I'm the knob I'm ridin' around in my new Porsche, I'm smokin' hoes like Newports No challenge, I ain't never took it, the bitch mad, I made him look Hoes sayin' what they wanna do, but I'm sittin' here they ain't do it yet Intimidated by a fine bitch, my horoscope say, you a threat Ooohh, they don't like me, they wanna be just like me I'm trollin' all these hoes and I bet you wanna fight me
You bitches pussy and I cannot let you dyke me Thinkin' we in competition and that excite me
Now that was the motherfuckin' remix, can you do better, bitch? Got the strings on him, huh, king shit
Written by: Jeff Keyonte Bridges, LaSiera Johnson