Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Kayla
Lil Kayla
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lakayla Gathron
Lakayla Gathron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brizzy On Da Beat
Brizzy On Da Beat
Producer
Buru Beats
Buru Beats
Producer
D.E.O.
D.E.O.
Mixing Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm on the road again
City to city, state to state, another show again
Just met some badass lil' bitches out of Oregon
If she ain't whoring then I get to playin' her like she a organ
Ain't no **** workin' me, I put these **** straight to work
**** know what's up with me, he speakin' down, I guess he hurt
If you broke, it ain't gon' work, my choosin' for your brand new purse
Don't like no hoe all in my face, spin her around and make her twerk
Matter fact, since you all on me, can you fly these pounds for me?
I can really turn you up, but is you gon' be down for me?
I get everything I want, this **** keep a smile on me
He hold it down for me, on vacay, fuckin' on the balcony
**** blew a bag on me and now she hella mad at me
Drop that **** happily, 'cause I don't fuck up families
What hoes do on special occasions, bitch, I do it casually
And **** know they play around with me, gon' be a casualty
And I'm a rich dick bandit, these bitches can't stand it
A **** know don't come in my direction empty- handed
My way, I'm really havin' these hoes can't understand it
Lil' bae, I'm in your city for a minute, I just landed
I keep these **** fucked up in the head (they fucked up in the head)
I talk big shit and I back it up in the bed (I back it up in the bed)
If a **** ever think I'm finna fuck without head
Then that **** must be hella fucked up in the head (fucked up in the head)
I need to let these **** know this (know this),
I'm a cold bitch (I'm a cold bitch)
When I cut a **** off, it ain't no notice
Bitch, I been gettin' to the back, I been focused
I never been a follower, I always did my own shit
And my name good in the hood, I don't owe shit
Never did no ho shit, and I still be posted
A real city bitch keep a **** out of Oakland
These Casa Blanca shorts got my little ass pokin'
Louis side clones on, I can't see nobody
All my diamonds dancin', I ain't tuckin' shit for nobody
Why the fuck you actin' like that girl and you's a nobody?
Hoes be actin' bougie on the low, they be on go prolly
I'm on the road again
City to city, state to state, another show again
Just met some badass lil' bitches out of Oregon
If she ain't whoring then I get to playin' her like she a organ
Turn me up, don't turn me down, I'm in my zone again
Fuckin' in the presidential suite on the 47th floor again
Slidin' up and down this **** pole again
I ain't gon' lie, this **** what I like
He fucked me down and took my soul again
Fuck just dropped a thousand dollar cup, I'm finna pour again
I'm stuck on water, fuck this ****, pullin' up my phone again (Phone again)
Fucked me, took my songs again
Did him wrong again, it's over with
Written by: Lakayla Gathron
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