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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Vocals
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Programming
DJ Chose
DJ Chose
Programming
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter
Norman Payne
Norman Payne
Songwriter
Jackie Plant Jr.
Jackie Plant Jr.
Songwriter
Demario Dewayne White, Jr.
Demario Dewayne White, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
Mixing Engineer
DJ Chose
DJ Chose
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) (Hmm, look like DJ Chose) (Hardbody) Stick hangin' out my pants But I'ma still hit my dance Quarantine, run up them bands Shawty tryna call me "bro" Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', ho? Shawty keep callin' my phone She don't wanna leave me alone She say I do what you don't That's why she never at home That's why she never at home Stick hangin' out my pants But I'ma still hit my dance Quarantine, run up them bands Shawty tryna call me "bro" Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', ho? Shawty keep callin' my phone She don't wanna leave me alone She say I do what you don't That's why she never at home That's why she never at home Got in that, mm, I'm like, "Honey, I'm home" (woo) Got on the trust, I'm like, "Honey, I'm on" (woo) She hit my line like, "Bae, where you at?" Actin' all pressed, I'm like, "Honey, I'm grown" Get in that pussy, I'm diggin' like cleats Get in her mouth and I'm pushin' her teeth Ain't sharin' no bitch, I'm playin' for keeps So y'all can stop askin', I ain't fuckin' on 'Nique, yeah I play this shit how it goes I still be slangin' them poles I still be lurkin' like crows I keep that stick on the low Still thuggin' on parole, yeah No, I ain't suckin' no toes I'm not tryna be your man, I'm not tryna be your goals You not 'bout to put me on Maury That baby ain't mines and I know, yeah (bitch) I get that green, that Peter, that Pan I got 'em mad, they salty like sand Told the bitch stop callin' me baby I got a verse from Lil Baby I don't wanna talk, just pay me Meaning they'll check my statements Matter o' fact, check my payments Matter o' fact, hit my agent, I need like 50 occasion I make a bad bitch amazin' Stick hangin' out my pants But I'ma still hit my dance Quarantine, run up them bands Shawty tryna call me "bro" Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', ho? Shawty keep callin' my phone She don't wanna leave me alone She say I do what you don't That's why she never at home That's why she never at home (go) Your bitch in my house, she ain't tryna go home (no) I'm harder than steel, she ridin' on chrome I'll show you for thinkin' I'm rappin' a song Want all of the smoke like a hit from a bong Poppin' my shit in the VIP section (go) Drippin' like gravy, I'm fresher than dressin' (sauce) Don't see the hate, I look over them peasants (low) Bitch, that's why you stressin', uh (bitch) Zaza blunts, can't roll no mid I just two-step 'cause the Glock too big (Glock) For the chicken, then I got your Alfredo Ain't do it myself, but I gave the okay though (go) I ain't gon' sugarcoat nothin' (can't) Tell her the truth 'fore I lie (bitch) I gotta move on the sly (why?) 'Cause her best friend a lil' spy Gon' probably fuck me if I try, ho Stick hangin' out my pants But I'ma still hit my dance Quarantine, run up them bands Shawty tryna call me "bro" Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', ho? Shawty keep callin' my phone She don't wanna leave me alone She say I do what you don't That's why she never at home That's why she never at home Stick hangin' out my pants But I'ma still hit my dance Quarantine, run up them bands Shawty tryna call me "bro" Bitch, what the fuck you sayin', ho? Shawty keep callin' my phone She don't wanna leave me alone She say I do what you don't That's why she never at home That's why she never at home
Writer(s): Norman Payne, Demario White, Fredrick Ii Givens, Jackie Plant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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