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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Mustard
Mustard
Chant
RJ Smugz
RJ Smugz
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Paroles/Composition
Rodney J. Brown Jr.
Rodney J. Brown Jr.
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mustard
Mustard
Production
David Pizzimenti
David Pizzimenti
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Mustard on the beat ho! Tell my homies about my side bitch Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch I don't tell my main bitch shit Main bitch know my government Where the money sent shit Cut a bitch don't you tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up, don't ever tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up,so don't you tell my main bitch Shit always smiles when I'm pulling up Fuck the crowd when it's you, it's us You was down it was pulling us I don't be with you enough Tell these side hoes choosing us Hope to God they don't ruin us I'ma hit the jeweler Bitch drop a dime and I'ma do the drugs Flood the pinky like I do the rest, show the homie love Got my main bitch showing up Showing out better show me some What that show me shit like I took you down, bitch you owe me for life I accept all my wrongs when I'm wrong if you're right But it ain't an entree without the sides to suffice Oh I could never tell my main bitch this Tell my homies about my side bitch Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch I don't tell my main bitch shit Main bitch know my government Where the money sent shit Cut a bitch don't you tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up, don't ever tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up,so don't you tell my main bitch I don't need a tripping less with leave in the Caribbean I don't a sober living club in mile high She my number uno when it's count time Top ramen noodles on the chow line The Rollie say it's bout time The foreign say leave it mine [?] Don't want to be in Cedar Sinai I feed her feed her mouth wide Ya wifies legs spread like a house fire Yea I'ma share the bed but the house mine yea Wifie like the feds when I'm outside yea Got me looking 'round so if I took you down bitch you owe me for life But it ain't an entree without the sides to suffice Oh I could never tell my main bitch this Tell my homies about my side bitch Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch I don't tell my main bitch shit Main bitch know my government Where the money sent shit Cut a bitch don't you tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up, don't ever tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up,so don't you tell my main bitch Don't tell my main My main bitch shit Shit Just know my side bitch know who I claim Like what's on your conscience go to your grave Though all my content she can't obtain I remain the same, you my main thing I won't change a little bit Never told my main bitch this Oh I could never tell my main bitch this My main bitch this
Writer(s): Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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