Próximos conciertos de BlueBucksClan & Hit-Boy

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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BlueBucksClan DJ
BlueBucksClan DJ
Vocals
Jeeezy
Jeeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylar Abram
Jaylar Abram
Songwriter
Deon Hawkins Jr.
Deon Hawkins Jr.
Songwriter
Chauncey Hollis, Jr.
Chauncey Hollis, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Producer
Dāvis Strauss
Dāvis Strauss
Recording Engineer
DAVID YUNGIN KIM
DAVID YUNGIN KIM
Mixing Engineer

Letras

[Verse 1]
Why these bitches tryna beef when it could all be so simple? (I don't know)
I like gettin' money with my bitches, I'm a **** (I'm that ****)
"Jeeezy, why you keep a lot of bitches?" I can't settle (I can't do it)
Told her, "If I buy that BBL, that pussy mine forever" (Yeah, forever)
Give her everything I got up in that pussy, game seven (Game seven)
Couple thousand on this 'fit, I'm workin' on my stage presence (Stage presence)
Just to show they hate, **** go to great measures (**** haters)
Yeah, I'm tryna get a taste, my bitch look like Faith Evans (Faith Evans)
Said her old **** rap, don't give a fuck, I'm way better (Way better)
In this foreign, I ain't lettin' off this gas pedal (Hell nah)
In a threesome, tryna figure out who ass bigger (Goddamn)
Presidential Rollie, this shit make my arm shiver (Arm shiver)
****, you can't talk to me directly, hit my management (Hit my management)
Pull up with a Rick Owens mask, Rip Hamilton (Rip Hamilton)
Ballin' on these ****, I'm a legend, they some amateurs (They some amateurs)
Yeah, I'm allergic to these broke bitches, I got allergies
[Chorus]
All my old bitches, they ain't seen me in forever (In forever)
Yeah, he still ain't ran it up, damn, these **** take forever (**** take forever)
When I hit my cup, I be feelin' way better (Way better)
Yeah, she used to be my bitch, but don't nothin' last forever (Yeah, forever)
All my old bitches, they ain't seen me in forever (Forever)
Yeah, he still ain't ran it up, damn, these **** take forever (Take forever)
When I hit my cup, I be feelin' way better (Way better)
Yeah, she used to be my bitch, but don't nothin' last forever
[Verse 2]
Old bitches beggin' me to stay together (Beg me)
New bitch, yeah, we fuck like we hate each other (Like we hate each other)
Damn, I need some drank, I'll pay whatever (Pay whatever)
**** always late on bills, how y'all stay together? (How y'all stay together?)
I ain't trippin' on the hoes, I don't be hatin' never (Never)
Two thousand for a shirt, yeah, okay, whatever (Yeah, okay)
You ain't seen a hundred yet, **** take forever (Take forever)
Yeah, I'm on a fuckin' jet like I'm Braylon Edwards (Braylon Edwards)
Every time I pour some drank, this shit make it better (This shit help)
Leave the bank, they keep tellin' me to be safe and careful (Be careful)
Half a dime, they put it on my tab, we ain't payin' separate
In the club with bundles, throwin' fast, I can't stay forever (Throwin' fast)
Make this bitch thunder, Shai Alexander (Shai Alexander)
Old hoes, they can't hit me, I'll never answer (Never)
Wouldn't know about your ****, I'll never ask you (Never ask you)
I just can't keep one bitch, that shit never mastered
[Chorus]
All my old bitches, they ain't seen me in forever (In forever)
Yeah, he still ain't ran it up, damn, these **** take forever (**** take forever)
When I hit my cup, I be feelin' way better (Way better)
Yeah, she used to be my bitch, but don't nothin' last forever (Yeah, forever)
All my old bitches, they ain't seen me in forever (Forever)
Yeah, he still ain't ran it up, damn, these **** take forever (Take forever)
When I hit my cup, I be feelin' way better (Way better)
Yeah, she used to be my bitch, but don't nothin' last forever
[Outro]
You was in the studio?
I'ma call you right back, I'ma text you
Written by: Chauncey Hollis, Jr., Deon Hawkins Jr., Jaylar Abram
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