Upcoming Concerts for YFN Lucci
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YFN Lucci
Vocals
Dreezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamal Williams
Songwriter
Miguel Jontel Pimentel
Songwriter
Mmekobong Udo Otummkpo
Songwriter
Phalon Alexander
Songwriter
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Songwriter
Seandrea Sledge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Horesco
Mastering Engineer
Keith Dawson
Mixing Engineer
Jazze Pha
Producer
the misfitz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Oh, come with me, girl
Oh, come with me, girl
Come with me, girl, oh
[Verse 2]
Oh, I'ma be callin' you tonight
I'ma be stalkin' you tonight
I'ma be all over your body
I'm gonna run you tonight, girl
I'ma be ay, ay, ay, ay, oh
[Verse 3]
Oh, oh, I need you e'ry night
I need you here with me e'ry night
When shit wrong, help me get it right
Like a flip phone, you gettin' flipped tonight
Oh! Major jaw game, MJG, I need that pimp tape
I don't label, I don't lay
Come with me, come get a pimp, right
[Verse 4]
I ate off, I get her Dolce Gabbana
But I'll make her work for it like Rihanna
I just got a front end worth a hunnid
She say she never seen that many hunnids
I beat that pussy just like a drummer
Come and lay the pipe good like a plumber
Like a newborn, I get in her stomach
And a new foreign, I be lookin' for ya
[Verse 5]
Yeah
Oh, come with me, girl
Oh, come with me, girl
Oh, come with me, girl, oh
[Verse 6]
Oh, I'ma be callin' you tonight
I'ma be stalkin' you tonight
I'ma be all over your body
I'm gonna run you tonight, girl
I'ma be ay, ay, ay, ay, oh
[Verse 7]
Anytime you hit me up, I give you what you need
Say you lookin' for the one, then baby, come to me
He like we got back talk that you act soft
If that mouth smart, then that head hard
Cat walk me, that back archy
I fuck that **** till he back soft
[Verse 8]
Wait for it, had to wait up on me
Ain't nobody gotta stay up on me
Need somebody who can take the weight
Now he call me up just to lay up on me
He my type 'cause real **** offend me
He know me, took a date out to Beni's
Showed 'em real, now he coppin' the Fendi
Yeah, like fuck 'em, we never been friendly, yeah
[Verse 9]
And I love it when you goin' down and start lookin' up
Say you wanna get me for a private show
I'm like call the flights and just book it up
In your '64, foggy windows
Lingerie up under my trench coat
Call me up when your bitch stressin'
Push up on you like bench pressin'
[Verse 10]
Yeah
Oh, come with me, girl
Oh, come with me, girl
Come with me, girl, oh
[Verse 11]
Oh, I'ma be callin' you tonight (Yeah)
I'ma be stalkin' you tonight (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma be all over your body
I'm gonna run you tonight, girl (Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah) I'ma be ay, ay, ay, ay, oh
I'll be
Written by: Jamal Williams, Miguel Jontel Pimentel, Mmekobong Udo Otummkpo, Phalon Alexander, Rayshawn Lamar Bennett, Seandrea Sledge