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PERFORMING ARTISTS
GloRilla
GloRilla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gloria Woods
Gloria Woods
Lyrics
Yakki Davis
Yakki Davis
Composer
Amari Freeman
Amari Freeman
Composer
Teslenko Artem Alexandrovich
Teslenko Artem Alexandrovich
Composer
Kirill Rybakov
Kirill Rybakov
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ace Charisma
Ace Charisma
Producer
Tizzle
Tizzle
Producer
Shevy Deal
Shevy Deal
Producer
Aaron "thank Aaron" Bolton
Aaron "thank Aaron" Bolton
Recording Engineer
Jorge Ace Taveras
Jorge Ace Taveras
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Dillon Brophy
Dillon Brophy
Mixing Engineer

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AceC, turn that heat up, nigga Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin' Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin' Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him Ridin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga) Knowin' if cuh 'nem see this car, I might get popped with you (bah, bah, bah) I know all your spots and loads, but I won't drop, nigga (I won't do that) He give me racks and send me roses, my lil' hot nigga (woo, woo) But he an opp nigga (huh) Meet up only on his side of town, when we fuck around Quick link up, he flew me outta town, just to buss me down (ice) Yeah, I put it on him for that Rollie, this shit on the ground Don't hit my line, just send me a text when they not around See him out in clubs, I shoot birds and go the other way (pshh) When cuh 'nem go and spin, I just pray that they don't hit my bae Text his phone like, "Bae, I know you slidin', but stay out the way" (nah, for real) Told him to stay dangerous, niggas on that, they don't play it safe (on the gang) Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin' Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin' Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him
Writer(s): Amari Freeman, Gloria Woods, Kirill Rybakov, Teslenko Artem Alexandrovich, Yakki Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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