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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bhad Bhabie
Bhad Bhabie
Vocals
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Turner Jr.
Bobby Turner Jr.
Songwriter
Brittany Barber
Brittany Barber
Songwriter
Danielle Bregoli
Danielle Bregoli
Songwriter
Kristopher Campbell
Kristopher Campbell
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bobby Kritical
Bobby Kritical
Producer

Lyrics

Bobby Kritical I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? (Trust me skrrt, skrrt) Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me I'ma make you love me, baby, do you trust me? Come in close and hug me (Hug me) Tell that hoe don't test me I don't play 'bout mines, watch this shit get messy Tote that Glock (Glock) Hide it in my spot Bitch, stop playing, I'ma leave you hot Rubber bands wrapped around these knots Bitch, stop playing, watch me kill the parking lot I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? (Trust me, skrrt, skrrt) Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Tote that Glock, lil' homie, get yo guap (Get yo guap) You my son, lil' nigga, I'm yo' pops (I'm yo pops) I'm on top, lil' bitch, gimme props (Gimmie props) Talkin' charts, lil' baby, play yo' part, lil' baby I'm the boy, yeah, baby, I'm the one (Ooh, yeah) I'ma make you trust me, always keep it hundun Bust down Rollie face, I been getting money face Diamonds do the Diddy dance These the new Givenchy pants Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, VS while my diamonds hit New Chanel, you deserve all of it I put you in charge Baby, you a star, I buy you the mall I put you on a jet, you said I do the most I told you no more coach, yeah Said you don't care 'bout things You said you down for me I told 'em you my queen I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? (Trust me, skrrt, skrrt) Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? Got the streets in a lock I'ma make you love me
Writer(s): Abraham Orellana, Tyrone William Griffin Jr., David Brewster Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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