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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mustard
Vocals
RJ Smugz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
Rodney J. Brown Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Producer
David Pizzimenti
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mustard on the beat, hoe
[Verse 2]
Tell my homies 'bout my side bitch
Tell my side bitch 'bout my main bitch
I don't tell my main bitch shit
Main bitch know my government, where the money sent
She'll cut a bitch, don't you tell my main bitch shit
[Verse 3]
(Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough)
Don't ever tell my main bitch shit
(Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough)
So don't you tell my main bitch shit
[Verse 4]
Always smiles when I'm pulling up
Fuck the crowd when it's you, it's us
You was down, yes, poorer than us
I don't be with you enough
Shawty, side hoes choosing up
I hope, God, they don't ruin us
I'ma hit your love
Bitch, I'ma a diamond, how I do the drugs
Flood the pinky like I do the rugs
Show the homie love
Got my main bitch showing up
Showing out, better show me some
What that showmanship like
I took you down but you owe me for life
I accept all my wrongs but I'm wrong it feel right
But it ain't an entrée without the sides to suffice
Damn, I could never tell my main bitch this
[Verse 5]
Tell my homies 'bout my side bitch
Tell my side bitch 'bout my main bitch
I don't tell my main bitch shit
Main bitch know my government, where the money sent
She'll cut a bitch, don't you tell my main bitch shit
[Verse 6]
(Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough)
Don't ever tell my main bitch shit
(Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough)
So don't you tell my main bitch shit
[Verse 7]
Girl, I don't need to trip unless we leaving like Caribbean's
I don't need the sober living, clubbing mile high
She's my number uno when it's count time
Top Ramen noodles on her chow line
The Rollie say it's 'bout time (Swiss)
The foreign say "Ich liebe mein" (German)
Don't wanna be in Cedar Sinai
I feed her, feed her mouth wide
Yeah, watch me leg spread like a house fire, yeah
I'ma share the bed but the house mine, yeah
Watch me like the feds when I'm outside, yeah
Got me looking 'round so if I took you down, bitch, you owe me for life
But it ain't an entrée without the sides to suffice
Oh, I could never tell my main bitch this
[Verse 8]
Tell my homies 'bout my side bitch
Tell my side bitch 'bout my main bitch
I don't tell my main bitch shit
Main bitch know my government, where the money sent
She'll cut a bitch, don't you tell my main bitch shit
[Verse 9]
(Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough)
Don't ever tell my main bitch shit
(Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough)
So don't you tell my main bitch shit
[Verse 10]
And don't tell my main
My main bitch shit
Shit, just know my side bitch know who I claim
That's what's on your conscious go to your grave
Through all my contents she can't obtain
I remain the same, you my main thang
I won't change a little bit (Awooo)
Don't ever tell my main bitch this
I can never tell my main bitch this
My main bitch this
Written by: Dijon McFarlane, Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson, Rodney J. Brown Jr.