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Manuel Ramos
Manuel Ramos
Songwriter
Spratta
Spratta
Songwriter
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Spratta
Spratta
Producer

Letras

Quick band on my collar Bitch so bad In the sand Amidala Wrist vain not a scholar Right so quick so I solve all my problems Fly fast like a Potter Gold in my hand see my face in the water Yeah pause like a comma 4 deep when we leave And your bitch I'm her father Talk to me girl don't front Know that bass on your hips show love I got faith that you know what's up See your eyes when they fall like dust Wait Quick band on a bag Yeah we do it for fun She wanna sit in my hand But my backwood it does I can see what she flaunt Eyes lock and its done And I know what she want Why she looking for love? No I'm not a fan of the chase She see all my bands wanna dance in the rain Going to Japan just to dance in the wraith Just a little bag full of cash in the safe Yeah move quick Done with the bullshit Like this She liking my motion Light quick Then we keep rolling Bright wrist Keeping me frozen Quick band on my collar Bitch so bad In the sand Amidala Wrist vain not a scholar Right so quick so I solve all my problems Fly fast like a Potter Gold in my hand see my face in the water Yeah pause like a comma 4 deep when we leave And your bitch I'm her father Gotta meet the groupies at events (yeah) Told the girl to bring all of her friends (yeah) This a double R it not a Benz (yeah) Grass it been greener hop the fence (yeah) I been popping off they wanna sign me a deal I don't wanna talk unless they talking a mill Blue bennies on me put me onto the bill And I don't drink Dasani pour the drink till it fills Talk to me don't start Step out all set with a drum Antidote gone fill up your lungs God speed too fast can't touch How you walk up to the line but never finish? Why you talking like you big? Bitch I been it Like to keep the gang with me just for business Imma drop another hit it's been a minute (yeah) Quick band on my collar Bitch so bad In the sand Amidala Wrist vain not a scholar Right so quick so I solve all my problems Fly fast like a Potter Gold in my hand see my face in the water Yeah pause like a comma 4 deep when we leave And your bitch I'm her father
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