Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Performer
Lil Keed
Lil Keed
Performer
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Keed
Lil Keed
Composer
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Composer
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer

Letra

[Verse 1]
Zaytoven
Zay fuckin' Toven
Fuckin' on this bitch in the back of somebody house
If it ain't Zay, then it's out like a baseball
I don't want sex from your girl, I would like mouth
My bitch booty got dents like a old couch
[Verse 2]
Finna show on my ass let 'em know what a **** on
Talkin' out the neck, quickest way to say a **** gone
Roll on with six different names like I'm Sean Combs
Mind game, I don't be attached like a human bone
This bitch wanna get fucked', she gon' get flown
Fuck it, she gon' get flew, beat it till it turn blue
Why I got one bitch, ****, I could have two
Glock on the hip like one side got glue
Got a little older then I started hangin' with the juice
Big brain shawty with a high enough IQ
3-3 shots comin' in on an IV
**** got coke over blanket it's LV
Cane **** burger tell me 9 then it's on god
**** at the park lookin' at me like a young god
Burn out snatch a **** tryna call a rickshaw
One bitch black, one asian now it's Rush Hour
Thick white bitch same color as a cauliflower
Shit 'bout to get real lit, keep the door closed
Bentley coupe two doors, Bentley truck four doors ?
Fill a bitch up we're before hoes
She ain't tryna fuck that's a no go
Kick the bitch out, that's a waste hoe
[Verse 3]
Hey, hey
I know shooters don't play
Beat that pussy like a bass, yeah
High top shoe no lace, yeah
Bad bitch came from LA, yeah
Whole lotta' shots no trace
I want them to try and come out and play
Yeah, we got chop, chop top off the Wraith
I'm gonna back in, drive the Rov' off the stage
Chanel yeah, for real, yeah
We drippin' this shit all day
Go get millions, that's accomplishments
[Verse 4]
Ain't fuckin' with ya'll broke hoes
No way
I ain't fuckin' with ya'll oh no (Let's go)
I send shots where your mother stay
Just 'cause we don't care to
I would keep dyin' in Maybach shit
I was driving it with no hands, ooh ?
I hopped in that handicap shit
I'm driving it with no hands too
[Verse 5]
I don't lose (No sir)
None ya'll boys ain't have no clue (Let's go) ye
Fucked a bitch blushin' bright red
Wanna kick the shit with Lil Uzi
I take care of makin' moves (Yeah)
I pop that shit on your honor (Yeah)
**** ain't playin' with a loser
We have bad bitch and big booties (Bad bitch)
Let's go
Can't talk to 'em
[Verse 6]
I'm on some slime ball time
I bring the slime ball around
I'm with the same ones that pullin' me down
Ain't holdin' up
I'm on a the grind
Play with Lil Keed, it's a whole lotta shots
I don't know why she cryin', I don't give a fuck
She know I'm a dog she know I'm a liar
[Verse 7]
Hey, hey
I know shooters don't play
Beat that pussy like a bass, yeah
High top shoe no lace, yeah
Bad bitch came from LA, yeah
Whole lotta' shots no trace
Whole lotta' shots no trace
Yeah, we got chop, chop top off the Wraith
I'm gonna back in, drive the Rov' off the stage
Chanel yeah, for real yeah
We drippin' this shit all day
Go get millions, that's accomplishments
Written by: Lil Keed, Miles Parks McCollum, Xavier Dotson
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