Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DOM KENNEDY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adjane Azevedo
Composer
Dominic Hunn
Lyrics
John Gustanar
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drewbyrd
Producer
Nick Breton
Vocal Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Keep the party going
Yeah
A lot of shit, yeah
A lot of shit about me, yep
[Verse 2]
Yeah these **** talk a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
Yeah these bitches talk a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
Yeah they probably say a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
[Verse 3]
I was born in August so I'm just gon' protect you
He left you in the garbage, he don't even respect you
I didn't go my hardest 'cause I don't wanna sweat you
I caught her in the Target just walking out the restroom
[Verse 4]
Her hair in a bun, them some nice shoes
Looking like something that a **** might do
Album finna drop, we on that vice too
Them **** from the H got you on that sprite too
Daytime lights every time I slide through
So how you sign Dom, ****? Dom will sign you
[Verse 5]
Don't do that, OPM thought you knew that
J Phresh got some bitches, he calling me like, where you at?
Tell 'em we on the way with bottles, weed, condiments
Altoids, fucking red bulls, all kinds of shit
Might fall asleep on you though no promises
I gotta be up at 6:15 when it's time to dip
[Verse 6]
Yeah we **** talk a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
Yeah these bitches talk a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
[Verse 7]
I tell her calm down, you don't know what you doing
Party every night and you life is gon' be ruin
Maybe just yo stockings, you got everybody ooing
Told me turn down for what, you know I'm trying to get straight to it
[Verse 8]
Her hair in a bun, yeah thats that steeze
She like Mister C's, I'd rather fuck with Micky D's
Cause an hour in the restaurant really ain't my speed
Trying to finish school early wanted to go straight to the league
Heard about the Goyard store that's overseas
With the royal blue wallet, I can get you what you need
[Verse 9]
Don't do that, OPM thought you knew that
Circling LAX, she texting me like, where you at?
Tell her I'm on the way with bags, hugs, chocolates
IPad, couple magazines, all kinda shit
Might fall asleep on you though, no promises
Asked me what my real name was, told her Dominic
[Verse 10]
Yeah they probably say a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
Yeah these **** talk a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
Yeah these bitches talk a lot of shit, a lot of shit about me
Written by: Brandyn Milam

