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PERFORMING ARTISTS
ReeseyGotIt
ReeseyGotIt
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maurice West
Maurice West
Songwriter
Robert Smallwood
Robert Smallwood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LeyendaRob
LeyendaRob
Producer
ReeseyGotIt
ReeseyGotIt
Engineer

Testi

Kage my clan
AHHHHH
I just saw you come in, lil baby
I heard through the grapevine
And I heard through the streets that you really want me, lil baby
She be on freak shit, all she wanna really do is eat dick
Whisper in my ear lil baby
I doubt she really wanna know what's on my mind
Cause I'm a freak, lil baby
Run up on me, you get rocked like a Beatle
She talk to a whole lot of **** and people
Don't fuck with light-skinned bitches, they evil
It's fucked up when nobody believe you
Why these bitches be lying? Deceitful
You wanna be toxic, lil bitch, I'mma leave you
Born in the home of the Ravens, no Eagles
You got a lot of beef, sneaky, I peeped you
What? I'm all in her blunt
I'm stuffing my blunt, I won't pass my blunt
I know you're not used to a **** that's blunt
I put that shit on and get sharp like I'm blunt
You know I'm that ****, I know what you want
Keep tooting it up, we gon' have a son
In the booth for like 86 hours for fun
Bitch, grow up and take that all dick, better not run
Once I hop out that jet, then I hop in your hoe
All these bitches be bad, but they don't got no throat
Watch me get to the bag off a couple of flows
Spoiled lil brat, never heard of a no
You don't gotta act like you ain't did it before
Got a key to my heart, but I switch up the code
They play my lil partner, I ain't switching my role
AHHHHH
I just saw you come in, lil baby
I heard through the grapevine
And I heard through the streets that you really want me, lil baby
She be on freak shit, all she wanna really do is eat dick
Whisper in my ear lil baby
I doubt she really wanna know what's on my mind
Cause I'm a freak, lil baby
Run up on me, you get rocked like a Beatle
Talk to a whole lot of **** and people
Don't fuck with light-skinned bitches, they evil
It's fucked up when nobody believe you
Why these bitches be lying? Deceitful
You wanna be toxic, lil bitch, I'mma leave you
Born in the home of the Ravens, no Eagles
Written by: Maurice West, Robert Smallwood
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