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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Damian Webb
Terrell Damian Webb
Songwriter
Clinton Frankel Grover
Clinton Frankel Grover
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
X The Kid
X The Kid
Producer
Terrell Damian Webb
Terrell Damian Webb
Producer

Letras

"Literally just want a hug, but good forbid, God for" I get bands off computers, they can't fuck wit my check She never looking where she going, she jus walk like a threat That bitch got hit right by a bus can't wait to see which one next I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check They all doubt me like I wasn't doing this from the jump! I was in middle school, a legend making cadences crunk I ain't even touch the chronic till I hit 21 I still load up these computer and see all that I've done You gon load up yo computer just to talk shit and run Think you did sumthing fucking off yo ego for what? I got way too many names, I bet she yell every one She's ain't good for me either, but we made this place fun! (What? Hol' up What?) (Wait nigga what?) She's ain't good for me either, but we made this place fun! (What? What?) (Wtf? Ooouuu, What? Hol' up wait) She's ain't good for me either, but we made this place fun! She's ain't good for me either, but we made this place fun, now (Hol' up, woah nigga! Woah, hol' on!) I get bands off computers, they can't fuck wit my check She never looking where she going, she jus walk like a threat That bitch got hit right by a bus can't wait to see which one next I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check It's been a cool lil minute, but I'm up than bitch! How you trust all them niggas that jus flocked to yo ship? Mama said that envy poisonous and y'all not her kids Mammo said "if ain't yo business what you tryna get?" The crazy thing, my price went up but niggas talk then they bid And y'all wanna talk about a lesson, Y'all cannot teach me shit! Bitch I'm a prince turned king, could give a fuck what you've did All of this shit I done been through, ima blow up and jus dip, bitch I get bands off computers, they can't fuck wit my check She never looking where she going, she jus walk like a threat That bitch got hit right by a bus can't wait to see which one next I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check "THIS HEAT? It's attacking my body! "UGAAAAAAAHHHH OWWWWWwwww aaaooowwwww Uuhhaaaaawooowww ugaalhuh" "And that's a fact nigga! I'm black nigga!"
Writer(s): Clinton Grover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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