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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JBlanked
JBlanked
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Akeem Faison
Akeem Faison
Songwriter
George Washington Randolph
George Washington Randolph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacobie Barksdale
Jacobie Barksdale
Producer
Robin Lewis Miller
Robin Lewis Miller
Producer

Lyrics

J, you blanked on this beat son Um, yeah Voulez-vous coucher avec moi Ya repertoire got me stuck in ahh Shimmy shimmy yah you the bomb like taliban Bonita Apple bum Gimme some, you need a king, so put away ya pawn Excuse me miss stop with the boujiness I know you lookin for a baller this your opportunistic To get ya fix, bank account legit You lookin at a six figure nigga chips wit the dip Can I grip the hips, kiss ya lips be a freak? Lights camera action Mr. Cheeks Keep goin on and on till ya peak Make ya knees get weak while I bon appetit Mmmmmm marvelous make me monogamous It's obvious that pussy provocative You upper echelon no toppin' it Let's get to choppin' it Be my lil baby no fatherin' But if you tell me that you got you a man I understand so what's up with your friend? And you lookin' like you come with a price The only thing I'm tryna spend is the night Let's get it right Hey how you doing? Um, I've been scoping you from a distance all night And I hope I'm not being too forward, but uh You have a unique physique And your appeal is so surreal to me Your aura just glowin' I just wanna know if you down to vibe for a bit Converse, and maybe let the universe do the rest And it's all in my head So I think to myself I should leave it unsaid Every since you left I've been all about my bread But I don't get no rest so I be all in they beds Thought you was a plug cause we smoked in a Benz But really I got nuggs that I grow inside a crib yeah This the type of shit that make a quiet man rich So I keep it to myself and I get higher than a, yeah She sexy, she wanna caress me I'm so fresh, roll my leaf in salad dressing If we ever do it baby you'll never forget me I feel like Juice WORLD talking to a cute girl I got game, flip words into new verbs Well flip the bird, I'm the shit like new turds Hey what's the word, she a bitch but I'll hit Imma do that shit again if they keep on talking shit Dolph And I'm upgraded, no pack-a-punch Momma always told me all the time to pack-a-punch But I laugh a bunch Yeah, hey JBlanked on a We really livin' it Aye
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