クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sylvestre Salumu
Sylvestre Salumu
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Woodie Smalls
Woodie Smalls
Songwriter
Isaiah Rashad
Isaiah Rashad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tedd Boyd
Tedd Boyd
Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Spend it for the fuck of it
I be on some other shit
Sayin' that a **** real lucky
Goin' to these places you can't be
Pull up, we ain't showin' no ID
That be my brother, my family
Turn a lil' bit to some, yeah
We can do it all night long, yeah
Don't gotta question it
That be my favorite shit
[Verse 2]
Gotta keep a few habits I won't recommend
I'm pullin' these thots like she up in a trance
Triple the price, see my lifestyle be changin'
Switch up the pace like a **** be skatin'
Fucked her real nice, now she think that we datin'
Loosen up, shorty, we gettin' it in
How you gon' claim that you colder than him?
[Verse 3]
What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 4]
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 5]
What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 6]
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 7]
I'm like, fuck the bitch
All type of bitches on the bus and shit
Bitch plottin' on me for the lust of it
I be road-runnin' for the rush and shit
Bitch knockin' now, should I let 'em in?
What type drugs should I recommend?
I just popped up with the best of twins
Got the four pointer like Steph and 'em
But I'm like God, you know
Gotta step back like Harden though
Got a thick bitch like Cardi though
Brought a few more like party though
I play the role like Al Capone
I plot it up like Scorsese
I got a bitch like more days
I'm tryna keep my lil' whore paid
[Verse 8]
What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 9]
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 10]
What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 11]
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 12]
Got me lookin' at the Heavens lately
Feelin' blessed, I could be starving, crazy
Wished upon a star, it never work
Mama told me, "Boy, go get a job"
Now he pullin' up in different cars
Smokin' reefer, that's the remedy
Shawty say she like my melodies
Remember when she wouldn't look at me
Said I been goin' in for a minute
Started this shit, I gotta finish
Flights on flights we on
Couple missed calls, yeah, I know
Guess she can't leave me alone
Workin' all night, yeah, I'm ready
Got a few bars, they steady
Money comin' in plenty
So wavy you could drown in it
Losin' your balance quick
[Verse 13]
What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 14]
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 15]
What typa time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
[Verse 16]
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pocket's thick
I put a lock on it
Written by: Isaiah Rashad, Woodie Smalls
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