Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deondreke Douse
Songwriter
Marqus Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
#TheAnti
Producer
DJ.Fresh
Producer
Lyrics
Grey paint, interior blue
All suade Elvis is jealous
She put my hands all on my pelvis
Her ex hate it
Who the fuck cares
You **** are outdated
She spoil a **** just like milk
My ex hate it
So what I made it
Jiggalow, lavish galore
I need to double up
Used to want one
But let’s be honest
Imma need some more
Bitch imma dawg
These hoes love me
I can’t get enough
I like my hoes just like my Oreos
Doubled stuffed
Just kick your feet up
And let your hair blow in the wind love
See I can’t understand a hater
When I’m on my job
Procrastinating for the pussy
Shawty I ain’t got the time
Money on my mind
That’s the only way that I’m feeding mines
So if you in my way
Move over hoe
Pay you no nevermind
Back then they used to call me ugly
But I’m slanging dimes
Now they say I’m out sounding like who
I Know y’all **** lying
**** hate
These hoes lame
Like who cares
Don’t try to be em
Just be yourself
These hoes looking for love
But yet they lack patience
These **** wanna be famous
Selling their souls make it
**** hate
These hoes lame
Like who cares
Don’t try to be em
Just be yourself
These hoes looking for love
But yet they lack patience
These **** wanna be famous
Selling their souls make it
Ain’t got the time to lay it down
They want me to wine and dine
I’m chasing money by the mile
These **** are real cowards
Everywhere I go
My haters they turn sour
My ex still be blowing my phone up
By the hour
Shoutout to my kids
They keep me up by the hour
And shoutout Tone Jones
For really giving me power
Im turning **** songs
Cather really be making downers
I’m tryna stack this bread up baby
I’m talking sour
Dough, cause when it comes to this flow
I need flower
Rise up baby
I ain’t talking bout Falcons
So while these birds flocking together
I’m gripping leather
Depends on what I’m driving
You know I’m going where ever
Sipping amarettos, mojitos and long islands
I’m sitting by the beach
With my sisters
They bout it, bout it
And shoutout Syd Da Kyd
For being there, never doubting
Trey B, Killa and GC
#ASMDAMOB
**** hate
These hoes lame
Like who cares
Don’t try to be em
Just be yourself
These hoes looking for love
But yet they lack patience
These **** wanna be famous
Selling their souls make it
**** hate
These hoes lame
Like who cares
Don’t try to be em
Just be yourself
These hoes looking for love
But yet they lack patience
These **** wanna be famous
Selling their souls make it
Written by: Deondreke Douse, Marqus Brown
