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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denzel Curry
Composer
Jordan Houston
Composer
Jerami Davis
Composer
Cameron Thomaz
Composer
Shane Lindstrom
Composer
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Producer
Official
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My **** back on you bitches
Middle finger, motherfuckers
Stunt on them hoes
[Verse 2]
I like a ghetto bitch with a ass super fat
Spend it, I'ma make it right back, got weed in my lap
Fuck her then she gon' get attached
Don't be askin' me where your bitch at
[Verse 3]
Ni-****, I'm mack, ****, I'm back
They wanna new slap, my **** this that
Got your bitch on my sack, ****, you sad
Broke as a joke and ****, I don't laugh
[Verse 4]
**** in the ghetto, get up on my level
She know I'm the shit, yeah, she dig me like a shovel
Millions, have several, ****, I'm a rebel
And the head so good, she deserve a medal
[Verse 5]
X on the map, bitch, treasure on my dick
She open up her mouth like a dentist goin' in
I'm a flossy ass **** in a saucy ass whip
Chose up on your friend, bitch, it is what it is
[Verse 6]
I ain't scared to admit it, bitch, I'm a menace
Livin' in a mansion, I ain't no tenant
Please don't harass me, get your ass finished
I got big Benjamin's call me Mr. Benny, I got too many
[Verse 7]
Money, cash, hoes, I got too many
(My **** back on you bitches)
Five, four, three hoes, **** I got too many
[Verse 8]
I got too many, I got too many, I got too many
Cars, clothes, I got too many
Flows, five, four, three hoes, ****, I got too many
I got too many, I got too many, I got too many
Cars, clothes, I got too many
Flows, five, four, three hoes, ****, I got too many
[Verse 9]
Bandana her, keep the rap on the hammer
Can't stand her, gotta teach the bitch manners
And my chain light up like a jack-o-lantern
I don't want your bitch, I got high standards
[Verse 10]
Big stamina, life in the camera
I got Canadian hoes like a **** from Canada
And my bitch a Gemini and I don't think you can handle her
Twenty hoes, beach front, had to show up in Panama
[Verse 11]
Why would I lie? Got a life in Dubai
She wanna have a baby, she said baby, cum inside
I got one life to live and I can't give you mine
Right now got another bitch on my mind, I got too many
[Verse 12]
Money, cash, hoes, I got too many
(Bow down to greatness, legendary shit for you)
Five, four, three hoes, ****, I got too many
[Verse 13]
I got too many, I got too many, I got too many
Cars, clothes, I got too many
Flows, five, four, three hoes, ****, I got too many
I got too many, I got too many, I got too many
Cars, clothes, I got too many
Flows, five, four, three hoes, ****, I got too many
Written by: Micheal Ray Stevenson, Dijon Isaiah McFarlane, Leslie Wakefield