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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
mol$
mol$
Performer
Miles Splaver
Miles Splaver
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
mol$
mol$
Songwriter
Miles Splaver
Miles Splaver
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WorthyRem
WorthyRem
Producer

Lyrics

I'm not good right now man I'm fucked up, i'm in the middle of nowhere, nigga Look at this shit Look at this Yeah, aye Eeny, meeny, miny, moe I'ma go and fuck the hoe 10 bands on my Gucci Throw Where the fuck my money go? Living like I'm chilling at the top, bruh You see me with my money, it's a lot, hoe Blow blow blow blow blow Bitch gimme head, i'ma put it in her throat Bitch gimme love, i'ma make her choke choke Bitch gimme head, i'ma put it in her throat Bitch gimme love, i'ma make her choke choke Pull up on your block, like my homie Kasuma I just-I just want sex, lil' bitch, what you want? Why you-why you acting tough, my homie been acting up Lil' bitch I've been knowing ya, hell of angry Killua Why you be moving? You make me laugh and act up Bet you're stupid, I'm moving, you move to get slapped up I be moving, you fake it, and the whip I backed up Bitches swinging it around like a bat, batter up Me and ---- we be blowing another track Shooting my shot, and I never miss like I was Shaq Banger banger and a banger, you know we dropping hella tracks Yo' bitch, she think I'm super duper so she throw it back Open up her cheeks like it was a laptop Runnin' and gunnin' you know we never gonna stop Yo bitch, she think i'm fine as hell, so she gave me top I do not wife a bitch, I just give her cock Yeah she think I'm super duper no Kyle though If you tryna see some bank, look at my roll Yeah my numbers going up, check the sky though When I be packing quality green in my bowl Go, make her wet with my flow Throw a couple hundred dollars and she dropping it low I make moves, she choose to cruise, peruse, with me, Semmy, got P, 'cause I fuck it up when I go, yeah Pull out my weiner, she callin' it the stick of truth Cock long like a baseball bat, Babe Ruth She be hella ADHD, so I call her Elon Pull up to your house in my all-black Nissan Yeah, in a blacked out Royce Put it in her and she- Aye man, I don't know about that one Let's change it, let's run it back Yeah, in a blacked out Royce She hear me spit, and now my dick is blocking her voice She look at you, then me, I think we both know the choice Because when Semmy in the room, all the panties get moist, yeah Eeny, meeny, miny, moe I'ma go and fuck the hoe 10 bands on my Gucci Throw Where the fuck my money go? Living like I'm chilling at the top, bruh You see me with my money, it's a lot, hoe Blow blow blow blow blow Bitch gimme head, i'ma put it in her throat Bitch gimme love, i'ma make her choke choke Bitch gimme head, i'ma put it in her throat Bitch gimme love, i'ma make her choke choke
Writer(s): Miles Gregor Splaver, Remus Stelian Drimbau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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