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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Texako
Texako
Songwriter
Drew Bailey
Drew Bailey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lincoln
Lincoln
Producer
Glumboy
Glumboy
Producer
Cloudbxy
Cloudbxy
Producer

歌詞

I hop out the whip then I'm gone yeah Makin' it flip, now he drawn yeah I got a bitch, on my arm yeah I know you miss me when I'm doin' you wrong yeah Whole lotta knots in the bag yeah Need that fuck the tag yeah Cuttin' out like I'm flash yeah Fuckin' on her now he mad yeah I'm puttin' in work, like a cheat code I'm rockin' all Burberry ain't no Vlone Your bitch want it nasty like I'm Rico I'm blowin' out steam call it Nat Geo In the back of the party sippin' on the same cup Yeah all I see is people tryna change up Fuck boy's thinkin' I'm tryna make up Cuck boy if you got it then show sum Got them racks on better show up I'm in the booth and I'm goin' dumb Yeah the whole bottle got my body numb Yeah I'm countin' bread and he doin' nun Everybody do it just to blow up Yeah I'm killin' juice until I'm throwin' up Imma keep recording til' I'm feelin' stuck Yeah I'm plugged in and I'm goin' up I hop out the whip then I'm gone yeah Makin' it flip, now he drawn yeah I got a bitch, on my arm yeah I know you miss me when I'm doin' you wrong yeah Whole lotta knots in the bag yeah Need that fuck the tag yeah Cuttin' out like I'm flash yeah Fuckin' on her now he mad yeah He beatin' on his bitch I know he mad The ops chasin' me like it's tag And I got that beam and I'm on they ass And I'm sipping' that punch that shit that soft That bit wanna fuck nigga I said soda Handin' that bitch some molly water She from the skreet nigga I don't know her Oh Choppa take a nigga soul today Like a sunday he gotta pray that he very best I know we can all get touched that's why I hop out bitch I rock the vest Don't critique about this shit my nigga you don't got finesse I hop out the whip then I'm gone yeah Makin' it flip, now he drawn yeah I got a bitch, on my arm yeah I know you miss me when I'm doin' you wrong yeah Whole lotta knots in the bag yeah Need that fuck the tag yeah Cuttin' out like I'm flash yeah Fuckin' on her now he mad yeah
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