Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nyles Daniel
Songwriter
Mira Duriman
Songwriter
Lyrics
Mira Mira trapping out the bando
Jugging and finessing out the bed
We don't do handouts
I do this shit like everyday
This like common sense now
Hopping out the Benz
House in the hills
Yeah, I'm fed now
I'm just a jiggy bitch with all the tongue tricks
We hitting licks from the back of the store to his front tip
Call it magic how I disappear and come back
With more than what I started
Lil baby says he reminds me of his first love
So dramatic
Zip it 'till I know you did it with the digits
I'm not really friendly 'less you trying to do some business
If my hotline blinging yeah I'm pretty girl sitting
Cause I don't break a sweat
Cause I'm all about my fitness
You the witness
Mira Mira trapping out the bando
Jugging and finessing out the bed
We don't do handouts
I do this shit like everyday
This like common sense now
Hopping out the Benz
House in the hills
Yeah, I'm fed now
Yeah you look red now
Weed on my finder tips
Don't act like a fed now
I gotta stay low for the bros
That's in the cell now
Heart so broke I'm smoking dope
Till I can’t count
Oh you can't do me how I do
Pull up in a coop Jimmy choo's
Crew breaking all the rules
Never underestimate a quiet mouth Peekaboo
Cause murder what I wrote
And yo ending coming real soon real smooth
Mira Mira trapping out the bando
Jugging and finessing out the bed
We don't do handouts
I do this shit like everyday
This like common sense now
Hopping out the Benz
House in the hills
Yeah, I'm fed now
Written by: Mira Duriman, Nyles Daniel