Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
tana
tana
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven D. Lewis
Steven D. Lewis
Composer
Sydney Lartey
Sydney Lartey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Telxry
Telxry
Producer

Lyrics

(No mercy) Yeah, woah–oh (Yo, Tana) Yeah I'm in H-Town tryna link up right now Stealin' swag 'cause a nigga piped up, pipe down (Yeah, oh, yeah) Buy you that Goyard you want Your last nigga, he not on none You don't need no one You always go hard on your own Buy you that Chanel that you want Put you in VETEMENTS I want your soul (Yeah), I don't need your heart In the nighttime (Time) We was just friends (Yeah), now the ho mine (Yeah, oh) Leg shot, head shot, hit your eye, now you blind Neck shot, green beam, red dot, now he died (You know what the fuck goin' on with me) In H-Town, what you on? (On) Pass me a lighter and a paper, roll a blunt You could spend a night or two, girl, if you want Anything you want, on whatever you on Two, three, four, five, sit back, I fuck up her spine And I still can't tell if I took just her high And then I fuck up her spine She said her nigga off work, hope we don't run out of time (Run out of time) Oh, yeah You don't need no-one You always go hard on your own Buy you that Chanel that you want Put you in VETEMENTS (Yeah) I want your soul (Soul), I don't need your heart (Soul) In the nighttime (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm in H-Town tryna link up right now (Sit back, I fuck up her spine) Stealin' swag 'cause a nigga piped up, pipe down (She said her–) Lot of niggas tryna steal my swag right now, oh (Nigga off work, hope we don't run out of time) Your last nigga, he not on none You don't need no one (Two, three, four, five, sit back, I fuck up her spine) Put you in VETEMENTS, I want your soul (She said her nigga off work, hope we don't run out of time) Woah, woah, ooh
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