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Ice Spice
Ice Spice
Vocals
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RIOTUSA
RIOTUSA
Songwriter
Isis Gaston
Isis Gaston
Songwriter
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RIOTUSA
RIOTUSA
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Chasing relentlessly Still fight and I don't know why (stop playing with 'em, Riot) You did me dirt (why?) 'Cause what did I do, like I fucked on ya bro'? Like I cannot choose, no loving a smooch (grah-grah) Bitch, I am the one (grah), so how can I lose? Like Swing on that bitch like a hammock (ayy) I'm doing me, she cannot stand it He see me in person and panic (damn) He know that I'm bad and I'm rude It get hot, so I'm keeping my cool (ha) And he like how I get in my mood (baddie) So why would you fuck with my mental (huh?) After all that I told you I been through? (Huh?) But you was my heart, so I let you But you was my heart, so I let you After all that you should've told me (baited) Fuck that, I'm by my Doly (grah) Fuck that, I'm going OD (grah) Would violate, but that was the old me (grah-grah-grah) You would've thought that I missed you (nah) But you was a thot, it's a issue (baba) Ya bro is the one that I went to (ayy) He gave me mazzi in a rental (ayy) You did me dirt (why?) 'Cause what did I do, like I fucked on ya bro'? Like I cannot choose, no loving a smooch (grah-grah) Bitch, I am the one (grah), so how can I lose? Like Swing on that bitch like a hammock (ayy) I'm doing me, she cannot stand it Can't fuck with a nigga that stay in the likes of a bitch I don't like (the fuck?) She must be a bait 'cause you always bite, that shit get me tight (what?) And it's not okay when you try to hurt me when we fucking off Perc'y (30) We both from the Bronx, so I know that you dirty (dirty) How you do me like that? When I fought, you fight back (grah-grah-grah-grah) Thought you knew I was a bully, never understood me fully (pow) They should've named me "pressure" (facts) Who you know that do it better? (Who?) You gon' think about me 'till forever (pow) You did me dirt (why?) 'Cause what did I do, like I fucked on ya bro'? Like I cannot choose, no loving a smooch (grah-grah) Bitch, I am the one (grah), so how can I lose? Like Swing on that bitch like a hammock (ayy) I'm doing me, she cannot stand it
Writer(s): Anton Zaslavski, Porter Weston Robinson, Matthew Koma, Holly B. Hafermann, Ephrem Louis Lopez Jr, Isis Naija Gaston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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