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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Mosey
Lil Mosey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lathan Echols
Lathan Echols
Songwriter
Royce Pearson
Royce Pearson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Royce David
Royce David
Producer

Lyrics

Uh-yeah
(Yeah)
Yeah
(Yeah)
Yeah ****
(You's a, who's ready?)
(Aye Royce, you did it right here)
Yeah, **** you's a bitch on some fucking fu shit
(Fu shit)
Says you 'bout a bag, but that my crew shit
(That my crew)
And you totin' straps, but you will not use it
(Boom-boom)
And I been had the last ho that you hit
(You hit)
They say I'm the man, but I been knew it
(Been knew)
You was tryna hit, but that bitch choosin'
(Yeah she choosin')
In a new whip and that shit movin'
(Yeah, let's move)
All I see is money so I'm never losin'
(Never losin')
Told that bitch give me sloppy dome, ****
Only popped a bean, and I pour up Fours, ****
(Pour up Fours)
You can come at me, but I'll never fold, ****
(No)
We was out here gettin' shit, was in the cold, ****
We was ten deep, tryin' to get it fuckin' dope
(Fuckin' dope)
I sat totin' ratchets, tryna kick into the door
(Kick door)
Pop a Xanny pill, now my shit going slow
(Going slow)
Knew this shit was over since my last fuckin' show
Yeah, pop that seal, pour it, then I let that shit go
(Let it go)
We go with my **** out here bangin' on the .4's
(Fuck slow)
Bitches love to see how my rose shit glow
(How it glow, yeah)
Hittin' on my phone, better let yo' bitch know
(Low)
Yeah, **** you's a bitch on some fucking fu shit
(Fu shit)
Says you 'bout a bag, but that my crew shit
(Crew shit)
And you totin' straps, but you will not use it
(Boom-boom)
And I been had that last ho that you hit
(You hit)
They say I'm the man, but I been knew it
(Been knew it)
You was tryna hit, but that bitch choosin'
(Yeah she choosin')
In a new whip and that shit movin'
(Yeah, let's move it)
All I see is money so I'm never losin'
(Never losin')
Posted with my **** and we quick to let it spray
(Boom-boom-boom)
I hate when **** frontin', 'cause that shit be lookin'-lookin'-lookin'
Ride around the city with two bitches from the A
(No-ooh)
I just copped some Gucci shit, went paired off with Ye
I was a young ****, out with a pole, ****
(Boom)
You wanna lean, we pour up Fours ****
What do you mean?
You was a bro, ****
(Oh)
What do you mean?
We gettin' dough, ****
I was outside runnin' my bands up
(East side)
(Yeah, yo)
Dollars, we done ran up
(Ran up)
Last year got my fans up
(Fans up)
This year I'm the man, uh
(Man yo)
I be posted in the trap with my Glock .4
(Fo' oh)
They say I'm up next like I didn't know
(Didn't know)
We just blew a check on some rose gold
(Rose gold)
Stop it with that fake shit, it's gettin' old
Yeah, **** you's a bitch on some fucking fu shit
(Fu shit)
Says you 'bout a bag, but that my crew shit
(That my crew)
And you totin' straps, but you will not use it
(Boom-boom)
And I been had that last ho that you hit
(You hit)
They say I'm the man, but I been knew it
(Been knew it)
You was tryna hit, but that bitch choosin'
(Yeah she choosin')
In a new whip and that shit movin'
(Yeah, let's move)
All I see is money so I'm never losin'
Written by: Lil Mosey, Royce David
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