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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saweetie
Vocals
Gino Borri
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Hassan Khaffaf
Songwriter
Diamonté Harper
Songwriter
Gino Borri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Saweetie
Executive Producer
David Hassan Khaffaf
Producer
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Gladieux
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(icy)
You thought you were slick, but you slippin'
Almost had me thinkin' it was different
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
[Verse 2]
You thought you were slick, but you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' it was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Out here wildin' with my hitters
[Verse 3]
Boy, you full of it
I' don't have no time, just check my wrist
Yeah, you lyin' on your ****, but it ain't big enough for this
I just left the dealership, another anthem for the whip, yeah
Pull up in your driveway, break your window with a brick
You not tall enough, your bank account not long enough for this
Style is weak as hell
Your **** ain't bomb enough, boy, you a trick
Yeah, play the queen for a pawn, chick
Yawn boy, you borin'
Your side chick look up to me
Now step aside, you corny, bye
[Verse 4]
You thought you were slick, but you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' it was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
[Verse 5]
You thought you were slick, but you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' it was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Out here wildin' with my hitters
[Verse 6]
You ran off for the jump off
Find a bridge and go jump with her
Sam Jackson, you took a L
Got no juice, that's Pulp Fiction
I been in my bag, I got LV's on my tags
Got your role models in my phone and they all wanna smash
Ever since I cut you off, my skin glowin' like Rihanna's
I been all about them commas, shoulda listened to my mama
Lookin' like I'm sellin', yeah
Pull up with that Donda
My new man bring me Prada, not that gossip or that drama
[Verse 7]
You thought you were slick, but you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' it was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
[Verse 8]
You thought you were slick, but you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' it was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Out here wildin' with my hitters
[Verse 9]
You got these **** thinkin' that they competition to me
So never second guessin' intuition, I see
I gave you hella chances, I was trippin'
Not a real one, 'cause real hitters never fibbin'
Got me trippin', don't include me in your mentions
Got some big plans, you no longer in that vision
You need to take a good look at what you missin'
Ever since I left your dumb ****, I been winnin', trick
[Verse 10]
You thought you were slick, but you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' it was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
[Verse 11]
You thought you were slick, but you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' it was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin' with my hitters
Out here wildin' with my hitters
(Icy)
Written by: David Hassan Khaffaf, Diamonté Harper, Georges Olivier Konan, Gino Borri