Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Smino
Chant
Young Pink
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Christopher Smith Jr.
Paroles/Composition
Ahmanti Booker
Paroles/Composition
Jabari Allen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
monte booker
Production
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
[Verse 1]
You can't imitate me, hey
If you don't like me, you gon' hate me
(If you don't like me, you gon' hate me)
Why I be like smokin' Js?
[Verse 2]
What do they care?
I need enough for my kids, kids, kids
Lil' mama belladonna straight from Madrid-drid-drid
Watch how I climb up
I'm on top of my shit like piss
She say "Papi, is it mine?"
I said, "It depends, shit when?"
Lil' freaky bih from BK, love Lil' Kim, Kim, Kim
She want me to do a three-way, lemme click in then, damn
Mortal Kombat, whoa, I beat it she want revenge, 'venge, 'venge
She a scorpio, next thing I know I heard "Finish him"
[Verse 3]
I kick the hinges off of the door
Then let my friends in; I feel like Joey
Fuck up her lipstick, fuckin' destroy it
Keep it realistic; I don't fuck with no fiction
I don't work for no ****
I got employees
This big reveal, bitch it's the boy
Smino Carlito pushin', high as bald eagle pussy
Sminopolizin', not hidin'
Smi optimizin' my options
October 2nd, the doctor pulled me up outta my mama
I cook up; I wok
Took your bitch like a walk, uh
Cook up; I wok
Took your bitch like a walk, uh
[Verse 4]
(Fuck is this, man?)
(It's this bad bitch, throat city)
(You already know, premium throat)
[Verse 5]
Flip the work, it do a somersault, somersault
School you ****, take the summers off, summers off
I love the bitch, she suck my dick on soft, dick on soft
You can never take me down, aye (You can never take me down)
If you ain't like me, you gon' hate me now (You don't like me, you gon' hate me)
Your fractured psyche, yeah it manifested
As a child, my cuzzo stacked his bread
It manifested as a pound
These thoughts up on my head, it manifested as a crown
[Verse 6]
What do they care?
I need enough for my kids, kids, kids
Lil' mama belladonna straight from Madrid, drid, drid
Watch how I climb up
I'm on top a my shit like piss
She say "Papi is it mine?"
I said it depends, shit when?
Lil' freaky bih from BK, love Li'l Kim, Kim, Kim
She want me to do three-way lemme click in then, damn (Hello?)
Mortal Kombat, whoa, I beat it she want revenge, 'venge, 'venge
She a scorpio, next thing I know I heard "Finish Him" (Finish him)
[Verse 7]
(Hinges) Door (Ooh)
(They let my friends) Joey
(I feel like)
(Fuck up her lip)
(Ooh, destroy it)
(I keep it real)
(Fuck with no tongue)
(Don't work with no ****)
Written by: Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith, Christopher Smith Jr., Jabari Allen
