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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bernard Jabs
Bernard Jabs
Vocals
iann dior
iann dior
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Composer
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Composer
Michael Olmo
Michael Olmo
Songwriter
Stanley Flanders
Stanley Flanders
Songwriter
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edgard N. Herrera
Edgard N. Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer

Lyrics

Mic check, one, two, aye, aye Mic check, one, two, aye, aye, aye Me and shawty on the highway going back to my place We were in the driveway, park it in the driveway Cuban like my chain, going to a high stage She gon' come to my place Do whatever I say Aye, got a little shawty (Got a little shawty) She off of molly She in love with the drugs Wanna fuck when I'm done, kick her out no time for fun If you talking, show me what's up, got Lil Tecca with the drum Now you quiet, how it's 'sposed to be, little nigga, you look dumb Aye, yeah I been in any bitch in my space Why'd he got that shit? He got his shit way back in cross-state When I fuck a shawty, she can never stay in my place I can't ever fuck 'cause I don't know when I'm alone, like Aight, she be on the cover, I can't let it show Shawty let her Travis shit, she cook and sell the dough If you ever got issues, you can let me know He said he got it coming through, I need 'bout three of those I need 'bout three of those; I need 'bout three or more Don't really need a bitch, ain't no problem to let her go But if you fuck somebody else, you gotta let me know I really want you to myself but got to let you go Me and shawty on the highway going back to my place We were in the driveway, park it in the driveway Cuban like my chain, going to a high stage She gon' come to my place Do whatever I say Aye, got a little shawty (Got a little shawty) She off of molly She in love with the drugs Wanna fuck when I'm done, kick her out no time for fun If you talking, show me what's up, got Lil Tecca with the drum Now you quiet, how it's 'sposed to be, little nigga, you look dumb Aye, yeah I been in any bitch in my space Why'd he got that shit? He got his shit way back in cross-state When I fuck a shawty, she can never stay in my place I can't ever fuck 'cause I don't know when I'm alone, like No, won't lose Tryna play the part but I won't let you though Not heroic, I can't save these hoes, but damn she flexible So I bend her like a pretzel Bend it over, touch your toes Say my name real loud so your neighbors know I'm home (Let's go!) That little bitch insane Coming 'round tryna pick my brain But I can't let her though She thinks she a clever hoe Now her boyfriend know She turned to a lonely hoe All her friends know Hit my line, we're next door Me and shawty on the highway going back to my place We were in the driveway, park it in the driveway Cuban like my chain, going to a high stage She gon' come to my place Do whatever I say Aye, got a little shawty (Got a little shawty) She off of molly She in love with the drugs Wanna fuck when I'm done, kick her out no time for fun If you talking, show me what's up, got Lil Tecca with the drum Now you quiet, how it's 'sposed to be, little nigga, you look dumb Aye, yeah I been in any bitch in my space Why'd he got that shit? He got his shit way back in cross-state When I fuck a shawty, she can never stay in my place I can't ever fuck 'cause I don't know when I'm alone, like, aye
Writer(s): Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Nicholas Mira, Stanley Bernard Jr. Flanders, Michael Olmo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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