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Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
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Coi Leray
Coi Leray
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TM88
TM88
Composition
Coi Leray
Coi Leray
Composition
Dimitri Leslie Roger
Dimitri Leslie Roger
Composition
Leon Krol
Leon Krol
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
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Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de prise de son
TM88
TM88
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LNK
LNK
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I need me a boss bitch (boss bitch), a trill bitch, a real bitch (real) One that I can chill and just be cool with She savage (savage), one that I can get a bag with (bag) I'm just tryna fuck her, run in mansions, I live lavish I need me a smart bitch (smart), good head, go dumb on the dick I need me a bitch that know some porn star shit I need me a bitch right by my side gettin' rich (gettin' rich) Need me a bitch that got baguettes on her wrist I need me a bad bitch (bad bitch), boss her up if she average (boss) I just need a girl to cook me breakfast, I got four kids (four) And my bitch brought me dinner to the jet, what your hoe did? (Hoe) She hop on the dick, and then she ride like a moped (moped) She be tryna go out with her friends, I tell her, "Go 'head" (go 'head) You be tryna lock it down, but you ain't gettin' no bread (no bread) I just need a bitch to stay down like a airbed (airbed) I'll make sure she look good on a Hermés And you can be your best, and all the reason why I'm stressed On my lap like a present, last nigga was a peasant Call the jet, I'm send it, ain't no budget, I'ma spend it Shit be different when I'm in it, you been gone for a minute I need me a boss bitch (boss bitch), a trill bitch, a real bitch (real) One that I can chill and just be cool with She savage (savage), one that I can get a bag with (bag) I'm just tryna fuck her, run in mansions, I live lavish I need me a smart bitch (smart), good head, go dumb on the dick I need me a bitch that know some porn star shit I need me a bitch right by my side gettin' rich Need me a bitch that got baguettes on her wrist Yeah, I like a, uh, hood nigga, uh (nigga) Rich nigga, uh, big spender, uh (yeah) I like a nigga who give it up, uh He take me out to his city, uh, say "Bae, you pretty", uh The way he looked me in my eyes, I could tell that boy was fuckin' with me (yeah) Ayy, so we bust that life on big street I throw it back and turned around, I told him, "Eat, eat" He said he like a lil' savage, a lil' freak, freak He said he like lil' bitches, a lil' petite Only fuckin' in designer, Balmain sheets You know I'm fuckin' with you baby, is you fuckin' with me? Is you fuckin' with that lame bitch, is you fuckin' with me? I'm gon' ride for you, is you gon' ride for me? I need me a boss bitch (boss bitch), a trill bitch, a real bitch (real) One that I can chill and just be cool with She savage (savage), one that I can get a bag with (bag) I'm just tryna fuck her, run in mansions, I live lavish I need me a smart bitch (smart), good head, go dumb on the dick I need me a bitch that know some porn star shit I need me a bitch right by my side gettin' rich (gettin' rich) Need me a bitch that got baguettes on her wrist
Writer(s): Coi Leray Collins, Dimitri Leslie Roger, Bryan Lamar Simmons, Leslie Karol Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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