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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Janine the Machine
Janine the Machine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Colby
Kenneth Colby
Songwriter
Gaganpal Sidhu
Gaganpal Sidhu
Songwriter
Colby Green
Colby Green
Songwriter
Deontrez McCluskey
Deontrez McCluskey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
S o u n d Z
S o u n d Z
Producer
Gaganpal Sidhu
Gaganpal Sidhu
Producer
Preston Reid
Preston Reid
Producer
Janine the Machine
Janine the Machine
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Producer
Kevin Peterson
Kevin Peterson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don't want your ****, sis, you can keep him
And if he try to play you, baby, you should leave him
I put you on the game, all four seasons
These **** got no chill, these **** got no chill
[Verse 2]
Tricking off the check but, shorty, I don't need it
All up in my face like I wanna see him
Tryna get a room at the Four Seasons
These **** got no chill, these **** got no chill
[Verse 3]
These **** got no chill, these **** got no deals
These **** tryna come up, dropping ones, can't pay the bills
These **** got no shame, these **** hoe babies
These **** got desert throat, the **** be thirsty
[Verse 4]
Girl at the crib while he tryna holla at me
Slide in my DM's, he feeling hella cocky
He said can he pull up? I be like no way
These **** got me twisted up like lo mein
[Verse 5]
Uh, he want a taste of my bonbon
Uh, but I'm just really upper echelon
Uh, you be texting him all night long
Blocked, no delivery, Papa John's
[Verse 6]
I don't want your ****, sis, you can keep him
And if he try to play you, baby, you should leave him
I put you on the game, all four seasons
These **** got no chill, these **** got no chill
[Verse 7]
Tricking off the check but, shorty, I don't need it
All up in my face like I wanna see him
Tryna get a room at the Four Seasons
These **** got no chill, these **** got no chill
[Verse 8]
These **** got no chill, I ain't catching no feels
These **** b too plastic, I'm keeping it too real
I'm keeping it too ill, D-Town, I'm too trill
These **** negotiating 'cause I'm a big deal
[Verse 9]
Girl at the crib while he tryna holla at me
Slide in my DM's, he feeling hella cocky
He tryna catch me out, I be like no way
These **** be blowing me up like propane
[Verse 10]
Uh, he want a taste of my bonbon
Uh, but I'm just really upper echelon
Uh, you be texting him all night long
Blocked, no delivery, Papa John's
[Verse 11]
I don't want your ****, sis, you can keep him
And if he try to play you, baby, you should leave him
I put you on the game, all four seasons
These **** got no chill, these **** got no chill
[Verse 12]
Tricking off the check but, shorty, I don't need it
All up in my face like I wanna see him
Tryna get a room at the Four Seasons
These **** got no chill, these **** got no chill
Written by: Colby Green, Deontrez McCluskey, Gaganpal Sidhu, Kenneth Colby
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