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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Keem
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hykeem Carter
Songwriter
Kalon Berry
Songwriter
Brayon Potillo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kal Banx
Producer
Potillo
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, huh
[Verse 2]
I took off to France, they go crazy when I land, huh
Before I hit the stage, I need the bands in my hands, huh
Bitch, I sleep, sleep with my fingers in my pants, huh
She say she a stripper, she don't fuck, ****, she dance, huh
Dance, huh, loco for my bitch, don't you touch her, I go frantic
Tall, two by five, big Titanic, I'ma panic
[Verse 3]
Too many options, love me 'cause I'm getting popping, ay
Take off the toppings, look in the window, we shopping, ay
You be imposters, you playing outside with the monsters, ay
I deal with demons, we get on your taco at Neiman's, ay
[Verse 4]
Stop taking my pictures
Make your ass delete before I leave, this ain't no concert
Bitch, flight out the country, when I move, I'm in a saucer
Treat her like the burner, once I'm done, I'm gonna toss her
Ay, ay, ay, ay, beat the box like Bowser
Ho, you's a foe, excuse me, I need my hours
Ho, fairy tale, no beef, bitch, you cauliflower
Yeah, tunnel vision, excuse me, you teeny boppers (Yeah, ay)
Start it, bitch, I double park it (Ay)
Double, double, double, double, bitch, I double park it (Uh)
Don't talk to me when I stomp in this bitch, ho, ho
Don't talk to me when I stomp in this bitch, ho, ho, yeah
[Verse 5]
Too many options, love me 'cause I'm getting popping, ay
Take off the toppings, look in the window, we shopping, ay
You be imposters, you playing outside with the monsters, ay
I deal with demons, we get on your taco at Neiman's, ay
[Verse 6]
When I walk in this bitch, I better get my full stay
This my bitch face, ****, get the fuck out my way
That's a pump fake, that's what you **** all say
Say she love me, that's what you bitches all say
[Verse 7]
Yeah, you lost my trust
You was surfing on your wave, you lose me for lust
New friends, I'm finna fight, get your mans, ho (Psych)
You bow-legged ass bitch, I don't use hands, ho
[Verse 8]
Yeah, uh, talking on my name, I'm gon' do time, ay
Just got out of school and I'm still paying my fines, ay
I can't do two hoes no more, just one at a time, ay
I can't do two hoes no more, just one at a time
Written by: Brayon Potillo, Hykeem Carter, Kalon Berry