Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jo Tyler
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colt Ford
Songwriter
Joseph Mckinney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Loud Tempo
Mastering Engineer
Jake Angel
Producer
Lyrics
Ooh, he-he-he
Cluck-cluck
All you say
(JA Jo on the track)
Oh, I think they made, pissed off just a tad
I'm livin' how I wanna live, just tell them kiss my ass
Shit, they look a little sad, no, I ain't tryna brag
But I'ma run it up like a drunk man's tab
With a smirk up on my face, sunshine in my pocket
Got the boots without the lace (yeah)
Snake skin's what I'm rockin'
Got that Glock up on my waist (pa)
Oh, you better watch it, man
I'm bouncin' like a rooster, yeah
I feel a little cocky (yeah)
You might think that I'm a prick 'cause I feel a little cocky
See me walkin' with a limp 'cause I feel a little cocky
I might talk a lot of shit, put my hands up like I'm Rocky
I'm bouncin' like a rooster, yeah, I feel a little cocky
First one in, last one out
Hustle real hard, but there's no doubt
You talk 'bout me, better watch your mouth
And I came up from the bottom, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the south
But don't test me, don't do it
Got one cock, then I shoot it (pa)
I'm flexin', I prove it
Got mud all over my jewelry
With a smirk up on my face, sunshine in my pocket
Got the boots without the lace (yeah)
Snake skin's what I'm rockin'
Got that Glock up on my waist (pa)
Oh, you better watch it (whoa)
Man, I'm bouncin' like a rooster
Yeah, I feel a little cocky (yeah)
You might think that I'm a prick 'cause I feel a little cocky
See me walkin' with a limp 'cause I feel a little cocky
I might talk a lot of shit, put my hands up like I'm Rocky (oh)
I'm bouncin' like a rooster (yeah), yeah, I feel a little cocky (yeah)
I'm like C-O-C-K-Y, I damn this cracker fly
Like a rooster with a turbo booster
Your girl wanna rise
I told her come inside (c'mon)
She told me the same thing
I said, nah, girl, I hit quit
Then get gone on my plane (gone)
It's Cole Ford and Joe T's, he knew, but y'all know me
That's vouchin' like Donny B, that's Brasco, dumb asshole
Don't ask, no dumb questions (yo), the class is in session
Don't think about steppin' (yeah)
'Cause I keep that weapon (whoa)
With a smirk up on my face, sunshine in my pocket
Got the boots without the lace (yeah), snake skin's what I'm rockin'
Got that Glock up on my waist (pa), oh, you better watch it man (yeah)
I'm bouncin' like a rooster (yeah), yeah, I feel a little cocky (yeah)
You might think that I'm a prick 'cause I feel a little cocky
See me walkin' with a limp 'cause I feel a little cocky
I might talk a lot of shit, put my hands up like I'm Rocky
I'm bouncin' like a rooster, yeah, I feel a little cocky
Oh, I think they made, pissed off just a tad
I'm livin' how I wanna live, just tell them kiss my ass, shit
(JA Jo on the track, on the track, on the track)
Writer(s): Jacob Higgins, Colt Ford, Joseph Mckinney
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