Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Smith
Xavier Smith
Songwriter
Alexander Wierciszewski
Alexander Wierciszewski
Songwriter
Daltrey Granoff
Daltrey Granoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xavier Smith
Xavier Smith
Producer
Alexander Wierciszewski
Alexander Wierciszewski
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, get it litty
Yeah
I hopped in the whip and I'm fleein', the engine go skrrrt
I'm locked in my feelings in hearing the mention of worth
My clock is a chillier, icier, clearer than yours (Ice, ice, ice, ice)
I'm not up in Philly no more but I wanna do tours (I wanna do tours)
Shy pretty lil baby, I got the bag, it's secured (I got the bag)
Why is you with eighty shopping bags and a purse (Why, why, why, why, why)
I'm not the **** that may be better than yours (I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not)
Lies, stop pretending I'm crazy, don't want any more (Stop pretending I'm crazy)
You may not believe it but I don't know why I'm on earth (Why I'm on earth)
Zoom, don't got a whip but that doesn't mean that I don't skrrrt
You don't wanna get hit but you gonna end up in a hearse (End up in a hearse)
Ew, didn't want to but I gotta put you in the dirt
I got venom in my words, I been singin' with the birds
I put your spell in a curse, they be callin' me the worst
Blowin' 'em up 'til they burst, I don't know what you had heard
But I only rap what I hurt, and you can put that on your shirt
Lyrically, I be absurd
I hopped in the whip and I'm feelin' you grippin' my shirt
I'm not in her mentions no more but she givin' me skirt (Gimme the coochie)
Fly pretty lil birdy, I know you love it when I flirt
911, someone call po-po for the alert (Man, someone call the po-po)
Wine, maybe some henny if you got it, that is preferred (We gettin' litty)
Lines, every flow I'm comin' with some shit that's unheard (You never heard of it)
I know that chillin' with a rapper to you is absurd (She think she pretty)
Vibes, killer lyricism with the words in the verse
She tell me she love me but really, she just want a verse
We went to the movies and she put my dick in her purse
She roll up a doobie, then she put that thing in reverse
We slammin' and jammin' and Duncan on you like a Spur
She prefer to call me sir, how could I ever defer
Whip and I cook and I stir, I cannot wait for dessert
Told her just let it occur, she give me brain like a nerd
All of my lines gettin' blurred, strictly a man of my word
They talkin' shit, I tell 'em stay mad then
Xay and Daltrey going ham, they mad men
Cookin' something potent, I'mma break bad, yeah
When you hear this shit, you gon' replay that, yeah
Said they talkin' shit, I tell 'em stay mad, stay mad
Xay and Daltrey going ham, they mad, they mad
Cookin' something potent, I'mma break bad, break bad
When you hear this shit, you gon' replay that, replay that, ahh
Written by: Alexander Wierciszewski, Daltrey Granoff, Xavier Smith
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