Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
jinsoslimey
jinsoslimey
Vocals
Che
Che
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Campos (Natecxo)
Nathaniel Campos (Natecxo)
Songwriter
Chase Mitchell
Chase Mitchell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CXO
CXO
Producer
natecxo
natecxo
Producer

Lyrics

Hehe
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Don't push me to the edge, don't push me to the edge
Tell me, "Sayso the best," tell me, "Sayso the best"
I wanna bite your liver, yeah, I-I wanna taste your flesh
Don't push me to the edge, do-don't push me to the edge (Yeah)
Call it "Sayso mix," yeah, call it "Sayso mix"
You-you wanna have some twins? Damn, I-I wanna see y'all kiss
Rockstar life like KISS (What?), r-rockstar life like KISS
Live your life like that, okay, I live mine like this, yeah
I told nate, "We rich," I-I told nate, "We rich" (Yeah, yeah)
Told that ho, "Strike a pose," now she posin' for the picture (Yeah)
She text me sayin', "I miss you," but I don't wanna miss
I text her back, say, "What's that? Don't know what missin' is"
Hold up, dead presidents (Mm-mm-mm), swag, dead presidents (Mm-mm-mm)
Fuck it, dose of medicine, just to make me feel again, yeah
All my friends are dead, all my fr—, all my friends are dead, yeah
But we will meet again, yeah, and it will all make sense
Wet (Wet), wet, I make her so wet (Che)
Okay, yeah, her legs in the air
Yeah, fuck a bed, bed, she gon' sit in that chair
Money so long like, yeah, money so long like, yeah
Don't push me to the edge, don't push me to the edge
Tell me, "Sayso the best," tell me, "Sayso the best"
I wanna bite your liver, yeah, I-I wanna taste your flesh
Don't push me to the edge, do-don't push me to the edge (Yeah)
Call it "Sayso mix," yeah, call it "Sayso mix"
You-you wanna have some twins? Damn, I-I wanna see y'all kiss
Rockstar life like KISS (What?), r-rockstar life like KISS
Live your life like that, okay, I live mine like this, yeah
I told nate, "We rich," I-I-I told nate, "We rich" (Yeah, yeah)
Told that ho, "Strike a pose," now she posin' for the picture (Yeah)
She text me sayin', "I miss you," but I don't wanna miss
I text her back, say, "What's that? Don't know what missin' is"
Hold up, dead presidents (Mm-mm-mm), swag, dead presidents (Mm-mm-mm)
Fuck it, dose of medicine, just to make me feel again, yeah
Hold up, dead presidents (Mm-mm-mm), swag, dead presidents (Mm-mm-mm)
Fuck it, dose of medicine, just to make me feel—
​Che? I-I only know him from dissing me
But I-I fuck with che, bruh
He don't—, he don't gotta fuck with me, that's cool
That's cool, he don't gotta fuck with m—
Let's go, nate, let's-let's g—
Written by: Chase Mitchell, Nathaniel Campos (Natecxo)
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