Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chanel West Coast
Chanel West Coast
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chanel West Coast
Chanel West Coast
Composer
Anaya Lovenote
Anaya Lovenote
Composer
Salma Slims
Salma Slims
Composer

Tekst Utworu

(K.E. on the track)
I got big dreams, gettin' big cream
Diamonds stay gleam, money my thing (money)
I don't do scams, no cappin' on the 'Gram
Always hide then I seal it, all facts, man (no cap)
I don't like bacon, no fugazi with it
This is mine for the takin', y'all lazy with it
Stay glam, stay fitted, no man to get it
Got my own shit, own crib, own business
Boss shit, I do what I want, I live freely
Try to test me, but they never see me, nah
I stay poppin' out like a genie, mm
I don't want your man, nah, he a weenie
Laid back, bands on with a beanie
Eyes low, smokin' strong, got the kiwi
Stay gone, low-key, I'm sneaky
Only place you'll find a bitch is on the TV
Easy, I don't want your man, please believe me, easy
And I spend bands on the weekly, easy
If I had him once, he'd never leave me, believe me
This shit easy, this shit easy
Hunnid-k likes on the 'Gram, easy
Prob'ly in the sand gettin' tanned in Waikiki
She is not my friend, she a fan, believe me (ay)
This shit easy, this shit easy (ay)
Pull up to the party, it's just me and some friends (what up?)
Pour me up a shot, we gon' be lit by ten (Litty)
Bitches wanna kick it, I don't wanna be friends (no)
Talkin' out her ra-ra 'cause she really pretend (she fake)
I don't want your ****, but I'll take his bitch (I will)
Pop a lotta shit and do a split on a dick
I got the will, the money, the crib and a nozzle
Thought a bitch who ain't loyal said she'll never tell
Run-runway shit, when they see me they gon' stand up
Don't go on the beach 'cause you know I got my bands up
Top down, all tan, cruisin' with my hands up
Top down, all tan, cruisin' with my hands up (ay)
Easy, I don't want your man, please believe me, easy
And I spend bands on the weekly, easy
If I had him once, he'd never leave me, believe me
This shit easy, this shit easy
Hunnid-k likes on the 'Gram, easy
Prob'ly in the sand gettin' tanned in Waikiki
She is not my friend, she a fan, believe me
This shit easy, this shit easy
Cop a couple bands, yeah, that's easy
Bitch, I could take your man, that shit easy
All that loud talkin', you can miss me
But if you want a problem, you can see me
Money long like the Mississippi River
Tashin takes a bundle at the fuckin' indisprena
He said he want a baby, I ain't heard a word he said
He tryna fall in love, ****, I just want some head
Gotta fly out when I'm stressed out
Got good dick, he get flown out, paparazzi when I step out
Who mans this? You won't find out
They don't really like me, that's a so-so
But do I give a fuck? That's a no-no
Ask me who I'm fuckin on a lo-lo
He likes me when I'm freaky, that's a blow blow
Ass poked out on the right side
Camera on the left side, yeah, that's my best side
Easy, I don't want your man, please believe me, easy
And I spend bands on the weekly, easy
If I had him once, he'd never leave me, believe me
This shit easy, this shit easy
Hunnid-k likes on the 'Gram, easy
Prob'ly in the sand gettin' tanned in Waikiki
She is not my friend, she a fan, believe me
This shit easy, this shit easy
Written by: Anaya Lovenote, Chanel West Coast, Salma Slims
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