Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pell
Pell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jared Thomas Pellerin
Jared Thomas Pellerin
Songwriter
Stefan Rene Henry
Stefan Rene Henry
Composer
Samuel Girardot
Samuel Girardot
Composer
Anthony Gullage Jr
Anthony Gullage Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pell
Pell
Producer
PRO$per Jone$
PRO$per Jone$
Producer

Lyrics

I tell a b**** yield,
you doing too much,
if it's really real ain't gotta prove it too much
f*** how n****s feel
I'm trying to turn this s**t up,
I had to quarantine myself 'cause I was moving too much,
now b**** yield,
you doing too much,
always hit my phone like I ain't doing enough,
always hit my phone like we ain't screwing enough,
I'm trying to make a hundred million watch me run this s**t up,
It’s Mr Edgar Allen Poe up,
Sipping brown like it foldgers,
Always the one that’s litty,
But rarely the one that’s toe up,
wake up beside a goddess,
All My sunrises look gorgeous.,
Might dip before I eat breakfast,
But bacon what i leave home for,
It's for the hunger, not the taste,
want it , need it,
Andale!
Still I remember the days,
I was afraid,
they'd never f**k with the team,
Guess I'm never going back,
Now they want to be attached,
hitting my phone,
acting like a n***a owe em,
before I hung up I told em,
b**** yield,
you doing too much,
if it's really real ain't gotta prove it too much
f*** how n****s feel
I'm trying to turn this s**t up,
I had to quarantine myself 'cause I was moving too much,
now b**** yield,
you doing too much,
always hit my phone like I ain't doing enough,
always hit my phone like we ain't screwing enough,
I'm trying to make a hundred million watch me run this s**t up,
Its up, like Pixar,
3,2,1 liftoff,
Taxing what im packing like,
Like I had to get a zip off,
Shorty mad attractive,
But she acting like we involved,
Stay Honest with lil mama,
While she lying through her lip gloss,
(I mean) Rather chase what I can’t see
than be comfortable,
Know your past is your past but some
S**t inexpugnable,
So I dip right back to cali,
Where the weather is wonderful,
Only rolling white boys,
Call me token non fungible,
Brothers make some slight noise,
Thinking they indestructible,
Til I drop a couple records,
Then they change where they coming from,
Yall dick hop like its double dutch,
Nutty buddy y'all f*****g up,
I be dolo thats solo,
And slow my place like I double cupped,
Look,
Usually I’m doing too much,
But from the way they show love
Thought I aint doing enough,
These bills aint bout to pay themselves,
So I need more than I want,
NOW Before they tell me how to feel
I tell a
b**** yield,
you doing too much,
if it's really real ain't gotta prove it too much
f*** how n****s feel
I'm trying to turn this s**t up,
I had to quarantine myself 'cause I was moving too much,
now b**** yield,
you doing too much,
always hit my phone like .....
Written by: Anthony Gullage Jr, Jared Thomas Pellerin, Samuel Girardot, Stefan Rene Henry
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