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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jucee Froot
Jucee Froot
Performer
Terrica Alexander
Terrica Alexander
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Evan Fountaine
Evan Fountaine
Songwriter
Jaucquez Lowe
Jaucquez Lowe
Songwriter
Terrica Alexander
Terrica Alexander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicolas
Nicolas
Mixing Engineer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer
Nonstop
Nonstop
Producer

Lyrics

Jucee These niggas sidewalk, they ain't street These niggas ride dick way better than me These niggas pillowtalkin' with the freaks How you a boss 'ridin' 'round with your tank on E? Huh, hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit Hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit Say they street, but they no wear street Hit your block, get her on the Henny She gon' turn into a... There some racks up on they jacket man Pull up, they gon' Jackie Chan Bitches want no smoke with me I beat them like they anime Niggas be talkin' like hoes I keep K like goals, I got no internet Bitch I'm smokin' O's, heard you rollin' rolls These brothers on drug shit Do another lap, the way I run shit I'm too fresh, it's no mint Bitch I bomb, make a forfeit Heard I'm in your mouth, wear your throat bitch? Wait a minute, hold up Ride the beat like motor Why you flexin' on the 'Gram? Know that whip all on her Why you actin' like you're tough? Call 'em, we gon' get up took If you run, he'll get 'em boy Catch 'em, we gon' get 'em ran These niggas sidewalk, they ain't street These niggas ride dick way better than me These niggas pillowtalkin' with the freaks How you a boss 'ridin' 'round with your tank on E? Huh, hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit Hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit You got a revolver, bitch I'm playin' with drago Got that sauce like pasta, you know we be mayo' Bitch I'm bein' a monster, smash shit up like KO Heard you talkin' to your army, I'm gon' get the case closed Got the juice, we got it sleepin', caught it like a ribbon Ass so fat, so deep, these hoes offended Beats hotter than the kitchen, get the heat up, brought the milli You wipe your nose, I heard you sniffin' Wipe his nose then he gettin' in der, ay Wait a minute, hold up Ride the beat like motor Why you flexin' on the 'Gram? Know that whip all on her Why you actin' like you're tough? Call 'em, we gon' get up took If you run, he'll get 'em boy Catch 'em, we gon' get 'em ran These niggas sidewalk, they ain't street These niggas ride dick way better than me These niggas pillowtalkin' with the freaks How you a boss 'ridin' 'round with your tank on E? Huh, hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit Hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit
Writer(s): Christian Ward, Gary Evan Fountaine, London Jae, Terrance Lamont Alexander Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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