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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Summrs
Summrs
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bhristo
Bhristo
Songwriter
Deante Johnson
Deante Johnson
Lyrics
whylunar
whylunar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bhristo
Bhristo
Producer
Deante Johnson
Deante Johnson
Mixing Engineer
whylunar
whylunar
Producer

Lyrics

Brr, bird business Free Sosa (free Sosa) Wake up, I want a new house Wake up, I want a new car (car) Wake up, I want a new watch (watch) Wake up right under the stars Wake up, I'm finna get geeked (geeked) Double B, double C, my feet LV Double back right on that beat (huh?) In the back of the 'Bach clutchin' on my heat (brr) All I hang 'round is felons (felons) Nutted right on her belly ring Gettin' that cheddar, that fettuccine She eat me up like some zucchini In a 1017 ALYX bikini Ain't tryna be rude, but who reekin'? Probably that boy that was put in the air (uh-huh) Probably that boy that was put in a blunt (okay) I'm dripped out in Pucci, it's one-of-one Don't hit me 'bout beef, just flip me, son Pussy lil' bitch, go get your gun (go get your gun) I'm finna buy a new house, a new Tesla (new Tesla) Lil' Rino, bitch, I know you heard I'm professor (professor) Ridin' around in that fuckin' Agera (Agera) Get to spinnin' like a fuckin' propeller (propeller) All of my diamonds got carats, they rocks (rocks) Took the serial off, it's a ghost Glock (ghost Glock, ghost Glock) Heard you shoot in the A, you lil' pop shotter (pop shotter) All of my niggas some top shottas (top shottas) Caught your lil' bitch-ass lackin', I got you (I got you) I'm too T'd bitch, who gon' stop me? (Who stop me?) Fuck that shit, I'm tryna drop 'em You know when I drop, you know it's a problem I just went real big, big In Balenci' with a rich bitch (uh-huh, uh-huh) I put my trust into these sticks, bitch Hit at me, you better miss, bitch Hop on this bitch with a lisp, bitch Got this one bitch on my hit list (uh-huh) I ain't got no time for no children (woo) Fuck all that shit, I'm just chillin' (woo) Me and this drank got relationships (woo) Diamonds go under water, don't nobody go harder Fuck that shit, I'm tryna sink a ship (woo) I'm take all the tabs, bitch, I'm noddin' off (uh-huh) I'm takin' off just like a rocket ship (woo) And fuck all these niggas, I'm with all my brothers When somethin' pop up, they gon' drop some shit Like lil' Kan say They gon' notify the district when that fuckin' choppa hit From the top of key, from the top of the three MVP shit, Rino Dončić (uh-huh) She eatin' that dick up, she lovin' it She on some other shit, you did a good job, bitch Time to get out of the house, bitch (yeah) Wake up, I want a new watch (yeah) Wake up, I want a new car (wake up, I want a new car) Wake up, I want a new chain, a brain (wake up, I want a new chain, a brain) Pussy nigga ain't going far (ain't going far) I'm missin' all of her calls (calls) I'm missin' all of my dawgs (my dawg) Free them bitches from behind the wall (the wall) Wake up and pray to the devil (pray to the devil) Tell that bitch that all I want to do is ball (Ball-ball), ha-haha (ha, haha) (Wake up, I want a new-) (Wake up, I want a new chain and some drank) (Wake up, I want a new-)
Writer(s): Bhristo, Deante Johnson, Whylunar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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