Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jorjiana
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jorjiana
Songwriter
Lyrics
Uh, uh, ten thousand in ones, but I ain't in the club
Shoebox of money, tryna row up my ducks
Asked a bad bitch if she could hold my B-L-A-C-K
And I'm steppin' on shit, no knee brace
I was down on my ass, I couldn't see space
Now I'm up with the sky, I can stargaze
If my dog was alive, I wouldn't need space
But he ain't make it home, now I need grace
I'm livin' my life, no PlayPlace
Put the cheese in my hands 'cause I don't like cake, and, nah, ain't shit sweet, but my smile great
If you walk home alone, you better look both ways, got her clutchin' her pearls the way my car scrape
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Ten thousand in ones, but I ain't in the club
Shoebox of money, tryna row up my ducks
Asked a bad bitch if she could hold my B-L-A-C-K
Ten thousand in ones, but I ain't in the club
Shoebox of money, tryna row up my ducks
Asked a bad bitch if she could hold my B-L-A-C-K
I'm bustin' my ass 'cause I need pape'
Don't look too hard 'cause my mind ain't straight, make you see fate, uh, uh, uh
Got a devil on my shoulder with an angel face
Head to toe, deceivin', but he look great
Need a bust-down chain and a watch face
I'm out in New York in a North Face
It get cold in the winter, I need a fat bae
If you lookin' for me, come and get me, I ain't hard to spot, I'm wavy as hell like a raindrop
I'm bubbly as hell, but I don't drink pop, got 'em thinkin' I'm a problem when the cops watchin' (Uh, uh)
Ten thousand in ones, but I ain't in the club
Shoebox of money, tryna row up my ducks
Asked a bad bitch if she could hold my B-L-A-C-K
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
They all switch up if the money flop
They all switch up if the heat drop
Check came in, all the milk came back with my pops, uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-hoo
Writer(s): Evan Ellicott
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