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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
Quay Global
Quay Global
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris N'Quay Rosser
Chris N'Quay Rosser
Songwriter
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quay Global
Quay Global
Producer
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Mixing Engineer
Ricky P
Ricky P
Recording Engineer
Glenn A Tabor III
Glenn A Tabor III
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Go'n light that up, man Every time I turn around, I had a play outside the door Call 'fore you knock, nigga Call before you knock, the fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? The neighbors think I'm sellin' dope Go Baby, he don't wanna be a player no more I was lookin' out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin' beast mode with it I got 15 beds We ain't layin' on the floor (15, 15 beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a ho I'm out the game, I'm not a player anymore I got money to bail out Won't pull over, they know we gon' bail out Drop the window, turn right, throw the scale out Fuck you mean we don't ride with no scale now? We sell them bitches whole (we sell them bitches whole) I had 'em knockin' at my door, I used to have 'em for the low My neighbors think I'm sellin' dope (neighbors think I'm sellin' dope) I had the AC on, every winter, young nigga had the burner in his coat I hit a nigga with the fan I hop out, Glock out, I was takin' pictures with the fans I can show you how to ride without a tool All them times I hit the middleman All them times I took a nigga off Nigga wanna be a boss But ain't have what it took to be the boss She didn't know what it took to be my bitch I ain't know what it took until I lost (huh) Baby, he don't wanna be a player no more I was lookin' out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin' beast mode with it I got 15 beds We ain't layin' on the floor (15, 15 beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a ho I'm out the game, I'm not a player anymore I always be a pimp, I'm not a player, I get it I'm wipin' all those bitches off my radar, no kizzy Kirk, I'm always on the charts like I'm Drizzy Dirk, fadeaway, I get you shot like Nowitzki Can't wait to do the show when I'm in Dallas We be eatin' healthy on the low, she made a salad I been gettin' money on the low, it's hard to hide it My baby like to fuck me on the floor, I let her ride it It's off the top, I ever make a song, I never write it I'm a GRAMMY-nominated hitmaker Lame-nigga-bitch taker, fuck the police You yellin' with a gun, now how the fuck we gon' think? You take my daughter daddy, how the fuck she gon' eat? I kill me a cop, what the fuck they gon' think? Probably hang on the tree I'm dangerous, I keep a banger on me Gotta drop down and pray 'fore I sleep (Lord) Baby, he don't wanna be a player no more I was lookin' out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin' beast mode with it I got 15 beds We ain't layin' on the floor (15, 15 beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a ho I'm out the game, I'm not a player anymore Baby, he don't wanna be a player no more (yeah) I was lookin' out the peephole with it Every time I turned around, I had a play outside the door Now a nigga goin' beast mode with it I got 15 beds We ain't layin' on the floor (15, 15 beds) I done hit a lotta freak hoes Nigga, guess safe, safe for you to say that I'm a ho I'm out the game, I'm not a player anymore
Writer(s): Christopher N'quay Rosser, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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