Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sauce Walka
Sauce Walka
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Walker Mondane
Albert Walker Mondane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Iceman Chamberlain
Iceman Chamberlain
Producer
Sauce Miyagi
Sauce Miyagi
Mixing Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Chamberlain, he's got it
Ooh-wee
Mhm
Splash, splash, splash, splash
Splash, splash, splash
[Verse 1]
Fuckin' on a bitch at her baby daddy house (Aye)
She done left her son on her baby daddy couch (Aye)
Some frost bracelets on me freezin' me, ****, ouch
Dropped three pints of Wock', that's a down payment on a house
Run down on your wife in all leather
Lookin' for a fine-ass cougar, them old bitches pay better
Carats all over my fingers the same size as Mayweather's
And I'm gon' fuck your best friend if we can't hit her together
[Chorus]
I don't wanna Netflix, I don't wanna cuddle
Bitch, I ain't your bestie, I ain't your friend, I ain't your brothеr
I just wanna fuck you, I just wanna fuck you
If we ain't gettin' money, aftеr that, then I won't touch you
I don't wanna Netflix, I don't wanna cuddle
Bitch, I ain't your bestie, I ain't your friend, I ain't your brother
I just wanna fuck you, I just wanna fuck you
If we ain't gettin' money, after that, then I won't touch you
[Verse 2]
What's up with that shit you been poppin'?
See me pull up in that Rolls with convertible options
In Miami, Ocean Drive with your thick bitches boppin'
Lace front sweatin' out, but that booty was whoppin'
Catch me slidin' with a stripper and that grrah-grrah in the car
Try me at a gas station and I'ma send you to the stars
Rifles in my bitch name, I got her buyin' me ARs
She pay for some pimp game before I hit her with that rod
[Chorus]
I don't wanna Netflix, I don't wanna cuddle
Bitch, I ain't your bestie, I ain't your friend, I ain't your brother
I just wanna fuck you, I just wanna fuck you
If we ain't gettin' money, after that, then I won't touch you
I don't wanna Netflix, I don't wanna cuddle
Bitch, I ain't your bestie, I ain't your friend, I ain't your brother
I just wanna fuck you, I just wanna fuck you
If we ain't gettin' money, after that, then I won't touch you
Written by: Albert Walker Mondane
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