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Bizzy Banks - My Shit (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzy Banks
Bizzy Banks
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin sutton
Benjamin sutton
Songwriter
Daniel Obregón
Daniel Obregón
Songwriter
Iker Sevilla
Iker Sevilla
Songwriter
majesty moses
majesty moses
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BenzMuzik
BenzMuzik
Co-Producer
B.S. Beats
B.S. Beats
Co-Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Fili Filizzola
Fili Filizzola
Mastering Engineer
Nicholas Cavalieri
Nicholas Cavalieri
Mixing Engineer
Flossy Draco
Flossy Draco
Producer
Conor Hedge
Conor Hedge
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Hector Vega
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Get money What? I wish a nigga would move wrong (what?) I finger that bitch with my jewels on (aha) I told my ex that I moved on (I told that bitch that I) Ain't sippin' on Henny, that's too strong (ha) She tryna be in my new song (what?) I used to hit with my shoes on She askin' me why I treat her like a leg (ha-ha) 'Cause you ain't my bitch Drippy shooter, I still be in fly shit Tell the oppositions, "Get off my dick" What you spend on jeans, I spent up on my grip Fly nigga, five bands on my fit Crusin' in the Maybach, bumpin' my shit Throw the C's up, bumpin' Pop shit (ayo, Cigg) I ain't talkin' space, but nigga we'll sky shit We a rocket, check ya pockets, you ain't got shit Broke niggas hatin' in my comments, tell 'em, "Stop it" What's a demon to a fuckin' goblin? It don't matter 'cause they both spooky, nigga We could pop out on 'em, make a movie nigga, me and Ruggy, nigga I tell 'em I'm playin' just to win Better watch how you flexin', nigga, this is not a gym My niggas shootin' at the rim Dead ass, we'll shoot him out his Timbs Only spinnin' if it's tints That nigga pussy, I know he got a scent Put his shooter on the bench My shooter got shot, I kept it ever since 'Cause I ain't playin' with these niggas Ain't no time for the talkin', you see them Start sprayin' on these niggas (rrah, rrah-rrah-rrah) Turn these niggas into ashes These niggas pussy, when they see me, they be askin' me for passes If he movin', nigga, blast 'em I wish a nigga would move wrong (move wrong) I finger that bitch with my jewels on (aha) I told my ex that I moved on (I told that bitch that I) Ain't sippin' on Henny, that's too strong (too strong) She tryna be in my new song (what?) I used to hit with my shoes on She askin' me why I treat her like a leg (ha-ha) 'Cause you ain't my bitch Drippy shooter, I still be in fly shit Tell the oppositions, "Get off my dick" What you spend on jeans, I spent up on my grip Fly nigga, five bands on my fit Crusin' in the Maybach, bumpin' my shit Throw the C's up, bumpin' Pop shit (ayo, Cigg)
Writer(s): Benjamin James Sutton, Majesty Moses, Daniel Obregon, Iker Sevilla Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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