Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Destynee Raines
Destynee Raines
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Jones
Dr. Jones
Producer

Lyrics

I came for blood Ya better run cos' When I go in I go hard And if you say "no" I'll want it more and I'm dyin' to be on top Got mixed with some bad shit Had a few slips But I'm tryin to get a grip I'm sick of being that bitch That everyone's so concerned with (Uh-oh) I came to conquer Be a contender Feel like a tiger You're just pretending You're not a fighter And you'll remember me for Always sayin what I mean I May have been a mess in the past But I'm leaving that shit where it is If anybody asks I'm here to win If anybody asks I'm here to win And if you don't serve me Imma leave you on read Don't DM me I got paper to chase No breath to waste On these So-called "friends" These frenemies Got in with some bad shit Now all glitters is gold Somehow I'm still the chick That everybody wants to know (Uh-oh) I came to conquer Be a contender Feel like a tiger You're just pretending You're not a fighter And you'll remember me for Always sayin what I mean I May have been a mess in the past But I'm leaving that shit where it is If anybody asks I'm here to win If anybody asks I'm here to win
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