Top Songs By Jordan Hollywood
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jordan Hollywood
Vocals
Lil Baby
Rap
James Duval
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Trujillo
Composer
Jordan Gomez
Composer
Dominique' Jones
Composer
James Howard Duval
Composer
Omar Thiam
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Hollywood
Recording Engineer
Christopher Trujillo
Additional Producer
James Duval
Producer
Jess Jaxson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let me find out
That ain't your car, bitch, that's a rental (Skrrt)
That ain't your bitch, you in the friend zone
That ain't Kylie, bitch, it's Kendal
Let me find out
That ain't diamonds, bitch, them QZ, ooh
Spend your rent up on some Gucci, ooh
Got a gun but you ain't shootin', ooh
Let me find out
Snitchin' on your dog for freedom
Don't, don't have money when we come (Bitch)
You got a family but don't feed 'em (Shit)
Let me find out
[Verse 2]
I wish you well but you lamin' it
We know you fakers Dominican
I bought a Presidential Rollie
Bitches think that I'm a candidate
When it come to all my cousins
It's double or nothin', no gamblin'
You a mumble rapper ramblin'
No quarterback but the chopper how we scramblin'
Do you look like that in person?
Photoshop really workin'
Is it edited in, did you get it from a search?
Down to Miami
All of these hoes, I be curvin', ay
She come to Miami, ay
And don't go home until she get her a Birkin
[Verse 3]
You ain't write none of your lyrics
So we don't really wanna hear it
You be talkin' 'bout jets
But we know you fly Spirit, ay
You gotta pay for the baggage
Fifty five dollars plus tax
That ain't your money you postin'
You lyin' in all a your captions
[Verse 4]
Let me find out
That ain't your car, bitch, that's a rental (Skrrt)
That ain't your bitch, you in the friend zone
That ain't Kylie, bitch, it's Kendal
Let me find out
Those ain't diamonds, bitch them QZ, ooh
Spend your rent up on some Gucci, ooh
Got a gun but you ain't shootin', ooh
Let me find out
Snitchin' on your dog for freedom (Snitch)
Don't throw the when the weed come (Bitch)
You got a family but don't feed 'em (Shit)
Let me find out
[Verse 5]
Baby, heard you wanna be like me
But you ain't got what it takes
Heard you don't even own no car
But you just post a Wraith, yeah
Fiend cappin' out on days and you can't fit in
This two seater got two twenty on the dash and you can't get in
My dog just came home
Give 'em a bone, he on his feet now
I swear I'm livin' better, ain't sip lean for me to sleep now
My mixtape's on repeat now
Ain't gotta be in the streets now
I'm still keepin' my eat now
Hope a **** don't he's sweet now
[Verse 6]
Heard you postin' what you don't got (Don't got)
I just went and bought my sixth watch
I ain't cappin' I'm on my tenth card
Heard through the grave vine
And money ain't yours
[Verse 7]
Let me find out
That ain't your car, bitch, that's a rental (Skrrt)
That ain't your bitch, you in the friend zone
That ain't Kylie, bitch, it's Kendal
Let me find out
Those ain't diamonds, bitch them QZ, ooh
Spend your rent up on some Gucci, ooh
Got a gun but you ain't shootin', ooh
Let me find out
Snitchin' on your dog for freedom (Snitch)
Don't throw no money when the weed come (Bitch)
You got a family but don't feed 'em (Shit)
Let me find out
Written by: Christopher Trujillo, Dominique' Jones, James Howard Duval, Jordan Gomez, Omar Thiam