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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
Vvsnce
Vvsnce
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
Songwriter
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Songwriter
Essence Davis
Essence Davis
Songwriter
Rai'Shaun Williams
Rai'Shaun Williams
Songwriter
Oscar Zulu
Oscar Zulu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
Producer
Oscar Zulu
Oscar Zulu
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dez Wright
Dez Wright
Producer
Dyryk
Dyryk
Recording Engineer
Section 8
Section 8
Producer

Lyrics

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?) (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up) I held you down and kept my word, yeah, yeah, yeah Think 'bout your love, I hit the curb, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna leave, let's make it work, yeah, yeah, yeah Walk 'round the house in your Gucci shirt, yeah, yeah, yeah Jumped in that Rover My heart been broke, I need some closure They callin' 12, I call my soldiers Won't let 'em knock me off my focus He went from buying bricks to roses Sittin' in the trap, I used to hold you That dick so good, I ain't gon' hold you Bought me baguettes shaped like an oval Told your sister you broke my heart, she said "Fuck it, just get in your bag" Ridin' in a Rover, I might just speed it up, start thinkin' about my past Thinkin' 'bout them days you used to beat it up and give me whatever I asked 'Member that day I let you eat it up, your face was in my ass Goin' back and forth, that shit get toxic Went from the plug, now he the socket I held you down and kept my word, yeah, yeah, yeah Think 'bout your love, I hit the curb, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna leave, let's make it work, yeah, yeah, yeah Walk 'round the house in your Gucci shirt, yeah, yeah, yeah Jumped in that Rover My heart been broke, I need some closure They callin' 12, I call my soldiers Won't let 'em knock me off my focus He went from buying bricks to roses Went on a date, he had a full clip Play with his bitch, he on that bullshit Straight off the block, ain't never bullshit I made him cut off all his hoes, yeah I held him down and played the role, yeah That shit so crazy how you fold it Why the fuck you play with my emotions? I used to watch you fuck on vibes Bae, make her feel it in her spine Then come and fuck me from behind He know this shit is super wet Even though you cheated with your ex I can't stop thinkin' 'bout your sex Get nasty on them Percocets I held you down and kept my word, yeah, yeah, yeah Think 'bout your love, I hit the curb, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna leave, let's make it work, yeah, yeah, yeah Walk 'round the house in your Gucci shirt, yeah, yeah, yeah Jumped in that Rover My heart been broke, I need some closure They callin' 12, I call my soldiers Won't let 'em knock me off my focus He went from buying bricks to roses Ayo, V If that nigga ain't vibin' how he 'posed to be, man, shake his stupid ass You got me fucked up if you think I'm finna just sit here and let one of you buster-ass niggas play with your mind and waste your time Yeah, nah, nah, not, not on my watch Tell them pussy-ass niggas you got people that love you and take your feelings very seriously In other words, break my baby heart and I'ma break your face
Writer(s): Bill Kapri, Dylan Cleary-krell, Chidi Osondu, Rai'shaun Williams, Joseph Talamo Iv Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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