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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
Rex Kudo
Songwriter
Ryan Vojtesak
Songwriter
Keyshawn Gilmore
Songwriter
Tobias Dekker
Songwriter
Wesley “Wheezy” Tyler Glass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Outtatown
Producer
Wheezy
Producer
Aviator Keyz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yuh, la la
It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah
Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah
Got a tiny booty hoochie, wa-wa-wa
[Verse 2]
Woah, I told her she got a thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat, and I'm tearing up the streets
Woah, I got a gun, they gon' pat on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won't leave no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown like Coco, the real 'Ice-T'
Your Louboutin Heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
Prada La Femme for years, and she still the same, I see
For now, rain stanin' no Nike's, oh
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
[Verse 3]
Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up
We get up, fuck her every fuckin' weekend
Catch up, calamari dinner with a cougar
Woah-woah, I'ma fuck her till she purple, Hoover
What up? You can't waste none of my time bitch!
I'm up, I got way too many money
I'm up, you can ask my Mommy
Pourin' up this dundee!
[Verse 4]
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Put a ring around your finger, charisma
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
I left twenty five thousand on your dresser
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told her ain't this cool, on like Tesla
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
All my girlfriends are real done
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told 'em baby "Don't waste my time"
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put your ring on rocks, huh
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 5]
Woah, I told her "Bitch I want Icey"
Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat, and I'm tearing up the streets
Woah, I got a gun, they gon' pat on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won't leave no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown like Coco, the real 'Ice-T'
Your Louboutin Heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
Prada La Femme for years, and she still the same, I see
For now, rain stanin' no Nike's, oh
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
[Verse 6]
Rag top, oh yeah
The first time I bought a watch, oh yeah
Mad flossin', oh yeah
You **** got mad sauce, oh yeah
Spin the block, oh yeah
The kids are dodgin' shots, oh yeah, yeah
Big dog, oh yeah
But they won't let me take a fall, oh yeah
Gucci socks, oh yeah
Fendi watch, oh yeah
Jimmy Choo heels, its her birthday
Sendin' shots, oh yeah
Shawty said that it's her birthday
Keep it on the rocks, oh yeah
Audemar, oh yeah
It match the bust down, oh yeah
[Verse 7]
Yuh, la la
It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah
Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah
Got a tiny booty hoochie, wa-wa-wa
[Verse 8]
Woah, I told her she got a thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat, and I'm tearing up the streets
Woah, I got a gun, they gon' pat on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won't leave no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown like Coco, the real 'Ice-T'
Your Louboutin Heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
Prada La Femme for years, and she still the same, I see
For now, rain stanin' no Nike's, oh
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
[Verse 9]
Your Louboutin Heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
Prada La Femme for years, and she still the same, I see
For now, rain stanin' no Nike's, oh
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
Written by: Jeffrey Williams, Rex Kudo, Ryan Vojtesak