Video musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Keem
Baby Keem
Vocals
Che Ecru
Che Ecru
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hykeem Carter
Hykeem Carter
Songwriter
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Songwriter
Ruchaun Akers
Ruchaun Akers
Songwriter
Christopher Brent Wood
Christopher Brent Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Producer
Scott Bridgeway
Scott Bridgeway
Producer
Jake the Snake
Jake the Snake
Assistant Engineer
Johnny Kosich
Johnny Kosich
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Engineer
Jacob Bryant
Jacob Bryant
Assistant Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Baby Keem
Baby Keem
Producer

Letra

Ayy, yeah It's a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost souls Whole group of dime bitches and they in Vogue Tryna find me a bitch that no one knows I'm tryna find me a bitch that no one knows You see that bitch right there, she fucked OVO You see that bitch right there, she fucked Romeo Tryna find me a bitch that no one knows I'm tryna find me a bitch that no one knows Jumpin' out the coupe Pullin' out smooth I'm not afraid to lose I'll put you on the news Titties on the FaceTime, let 'em out Block him, erase him, let me know Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it's time to go When I put you in the latest, make sure you know I know that you kiss and tell Who's someone that we can tell? You need a real nigga in your life I come in like a thief in the night Two phones, I'm the stereotype Mama know me, I'm picky who I like There's not a fake bitch in sight Come in like a thief in the night Jumpin' out the coupe Pullin' out smooth I'm not afraid to lose I'll put you on the news Titties on the FaceTime, let 'em out Block him, erase him, let me know Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it's time to go When I put you in the latest, make sure you know I'm quick to book a flight, I'm not new to the game That pussy gettin' tame, go public on the lames I bought it, say that name, Alexander McQueen Rolex, woah, arm on froze Tip my toes, it's hot out here, I've hit my lows Your leverage in the back Your best friend was trash, trash, trash Keep goin' like The Flash, Flash, Flash Let's add and subtract, math I see that you look at these VV-VVs, let's get you a piece for me I know that you kiss and tell Who's someone that we can tell? You need a real nigga in your life I come in like a thief in the night Two phones, I'm the stereotype Mama know me, I'm picky who I like There's not a fake bitch in sight Come in like a thief in the night Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe Yeah, I know it's hard, babe But I'm still on your side, babe Alright, babe, alright, babe I know it's hard, babe I stay by your side babe Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe Please show me a sign, babe, wish I had more time, babe Alright, babe, alright, babe Busy all the time, babe, too late to reply, babe Put me to the test, we young but we pay bills Please don't make a mess, I don't do good with spills Lately, I been stressed (many men addressed) No regrets when it's real Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe Yeah, I know it's hard, babe But I'm still on your side, babe Alright, babe, alright, babe I know it's hard, babe
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Jahaan Sweet, Hykeem Carter, Ruchaun Akers Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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