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PERFORMING ARTISTS
pineappleCITI
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brittany Dickinson
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lee Johnson Jr.
Songwriter
John Norris III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tre Trax
Producer
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You gotta watch this
Anyone say they ain't fucking with this is just toxic
Ten steps ahead of them better than all of your top shit
Might just go Micheal and chart all these records on
Pop shit
Damn, I'm on some hot shit
Even if you think you crossing me you couldn't stop this
Regular nigga with money but now I got options
Nigga I'm popping
Came in this bitch last place now a young nigga on
Everybody wanna know how I do what I does
I was me 'fore I even knew who I was
Ever since the lunch room table can't sit where ya'll sit
Look now got a nigga up and I'm back on my boss
Could it be faith that made you believe
You know I wouldn't be here just for nothing
Or was it the fame that made you believe
I tell you I knew I would be something Aye
Feeling like Michael in the ring
Feeling like Jackie with the swing
Feeling like Shaquille in the paint
You know exactly what it mean
Nigga I'm ballin regardless I'm flawless
Man I'm upper echelon
Bitch who you kidding
Im colder than drop tops in winter
You gotta remember that
Running this shit like a running back
If you turn way from me there is no coming back
Walked in this bitch with a hundred racks
I was a martyr for niggas but now that is done
Everybody wanna know how I do what I does
I was me 'fore I even knew who I was
Ever since the lunch room table can't sit where ya'll sit
Look now got a nigga up and I'm back on my boss
Could it be faith that made you believe
You know I wouldn't be here just for nothing
Or was it the fame that made you believe
I tell you I knew I would be something
Aye
Writer(s): Jeffery Johnson, John Norris, Brittany Dickinson
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