Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hank Saunders
Hank Saunders
Performer
Tylynn
Tylynn
Performer
Mr. Scruff
Mr. Scruff
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hank Saunders
Hank Saunders
Songwriter
Danielle Tylynn Jones
Danielle Tylynn Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hank Saunders
Hank Saunders
Producer

Lyrics

Okay, I heard somebody said I was gon’ slow up
Grow up
Not when I got bars like I’m out here tryna po’ up
Plus, I had to build it like a building from the flo’ up
Now imma make ‘em sick to they stomach
Don’t throw up
I’m a big steppin', bag gettin', from the gutter
Tell me nothin'
Try my sister or my mother
It’s a dub, and imma run it
Run it like a marathon
Bet that I get there in time
Think you movin'
But you stationary like a Peloton
Whoa
Back, back, back up
Pretty, but I’m still hard-bodied like a Mack truck
If they wanna hate, let ‘em hate
They ain’t gonna make nothin' shake
Imma be chillin’ ’til they turn the thermostat up
I be big chippin’
Ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no Lays
I get six checks a month
And that ain’t no exaggeration
I really been different
Truthfully, I don’t care about what you think
I’m cuttin’ off anything disrupting my energy
Hold up
I heard that you mad I got a bag
Is that it?
They say they don’t like the way I brag
Is that it?
I heard they talkin' behind my back
But is that it?
Won’t bring it to my front door
That could turn to madness
And I got the whole crew with me
And they thrashin'
Imma need that back-in like reverse
And I ain’t askin'
Gotta turn my nothings into something like it’s magic
I’m unapologetic, baby
That must be tragic
Ooh, you can’t control me
You don’t like that, but you want me
They try to bend to your will
But you know me
I ain’t goin’, I ain’t goin’
Ain’t goin’
I stay lowkey, do my own thing
And watch all they true colours start showing
And it never take long to see how they really feel
‘Cause the truth only offend the ones
Who never kept it real
That’s for real huh, you know the deal, huh
I been the queen
I ain’t never learned to kneel, huh
I’m at the reins
If I pull it, they gon’ heel, huh
Slow up
That’s the way you gotta switch the flow up
I promise, you might learn a couple things if you come in my direction
My only competition is the girl in my reflection
Thought you was in my league?
You might wanna take the exit
‘Cause between me and her
There ain’t no room for no extra
I heard that you mad I got a bag
Is that it?
They say they don’t like the way I brag
Is that it?
I heard they talkin' behind my back
But is that it?
Won’t bring it to my front door
That could turn to madness
And I got the whole crew with me
And they thrashin'
Imma need that back-in like reverse
And I ain’t askin'
Gotta turn my nothings into something like it’s magic
I’m unapologetic, baby
That must be tragic
Is that it?
Is that it?
Is that it?
Written by: Danielle Tylynn Jones, Hank Saunders
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