Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grioten
Performer
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Rivera
Lyrics
Jakub Hejna
Composer
Lyrics
♪
Ima let you Bite Down!
No cuffs, in the back, no fuss
Pop a perc, hit puffs, no love
Motherfucker Bite Down!
Bitch I'm up, got some money in my pocket
Pick my heart up like a fucking rocket
Got me looking like a clown
Fake love, no love, no trust
All the feelings that I had I fucking locked it
Ima fucking move my hips to the beat same pace that
I'm fucking on your main bitch raw -like bitch don't
♪
BRAAAZILLL
♪
1 v 1 like I'm ISO
If you want to talk to me watch out for your mans
Bad bitch with a acrylics, fat ass onlyfans
Like money money green, bitch we only talking bands
Shoot a motherfucking face like a fucking tin can
Cash-cash money bling, bitch I'm balling dirty dan
I'm a motherfucking beast, Ima put you in a trance
Brass knuckles to your gut, ima leave you looking bland
Yuh head so dumb she a retard
Ima get her married just to get a fucking green card
Dark hair, no top, she a freak ho
Ima make her blush when I call her señorita
Puerto Rican bad bitch I need that
Got a lot of ass, it be covering the whole cat
Pull up to the function in a motherfucking hellcat
Test your luck, I be drawing up the whole gap
Like damn I've been doing this shit for a long
High alert, bitch you know I keep it all times
I'm on a roll, coming back, just on my own time
I don't wanna follow no rules, I got my own life
I just want a life, In the fight, In the shit that I do
I don't need no vice
Don't need no bitch, but she looking so fine
Baby come on let's dance
Let me take a little bite
Like damn, Like damn
Like damn that Shorty so fine
She a 10 out of 10
I can make her mine in 1 2 3
Got your number on my line
We can text all night
Got you singing all my songs like do re mi
She a pretty white girl with a pretty best friend
Pull up to the crib, but don't tell your mans
Ima turn the lights off, let me show you how to dance
Just move your hips, let me put you in a trance
No cuffs, in the back, no fuss
Pop a perc, hit puffs, no love
Motherfucker Bite Down!
Bitch I'm up, got some money in my pocket
Pick my heart up like a fucking rocket
Got me looking like a clown
Fake love, no love, no trust
All the feelings that I had I fucking locked it
Ima fucking move my hips to the beat same pace that
I'm fucking on your main bitch raw -like bitch don't
Written by: Gabriel Rivera, Jakub Hejna
