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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bernard Jabs
Bernard Jabs
Vocals
iann dior
iann dior
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Composer
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Composer
Michael Olmo
Michael Olmo
Songwriter
Stanley Flanders
Stanley Flanders
Songwriter
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edgard N. Herrera
Edgard N. Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Mic check, one, two, ayy, ayy
Mic check, one, two, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Verse 2]
Me and shawty on the highway, going back to my place
Beamer in the driveway, park it in the driveway
Cuban like my chain, going to a higher stage
She gon' come to my place, do whatever I say
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Got a lil' shawty (Got a lil' shawty)
She off a molly
She in love with the drugs
Wanna fuck, when I'm done, kick her out, no time for fun
If you talking, show me what's up, got Lil Tecca with the drum
Now you quiet, how it's 'sposed to be, lil' ****, you look dumb
Ayy, yeah
I bring any bitch in my space
Why'd he got that shit? He got to ship it back to cross-state
When I fuck a shawty, she can never stay in my place
I can't ever fuck 'cause I don't know when I'ma lose it
[Verse 4]
Aight, she be undercover, I can't let it show
Shawty love to trap and shit, she cook and sell the dope
If you ever got an issue, you can let me know
He said he got it coming through, I need 'bout three of those
I need 'bout three of those, I need 'bout three or more
Don't really need a bitch, ain't no problem to let her go
But if you fuck somebody else, you gotta let me know
I really want you to myself but got to let you go
Lemme know
[Verse 5]
Me and shawty on the highway, going back to my place
Beamer in the driveway, park it in the driveway
Cuban like my chain, going to a higher stage
She gon' come to my place, do whatever I say
Yeah
[Verse 6]
Got a little shawty (Got a little shawty)
She off a molly
She in love with the drugs
Wanna fuck, when I'm done, kick her out, no time for fun
If you talking, show me what's up, got Lil Tecca with the drum
Now you quiet, how it's 'sposed to be, lil' ****, you look dumb
Ayy, yeah
I bring any bitch in my space
Why'd he got that shit? He got to ship it back to cross-state
When I fuck lil' shawty, she can't never stay at my place
I can't ever fuck 'cause I don't know when I'ma lose it (No)
[Verse 7]
Won't lose
Tryna play the part but I won't let you though
Not heroic, I can't save these hoes, but damn, she flexible
So I bend her like a pretzel
Bend it over, touch your toes
Say my name real loud so your neighbors know I'm home (Let's go)
That little bitch insane, coming 'round tryna pick my brain
But I can't let her though, she think she a clever ho
Now her boyfriend know, she turned to a lonely ho
All her friends know
Hit my line, we're next door
[Verse 8]
Me and shawty on the highway, going back to my place
Beamer in the driveway, park it in the driveway
Cuban like my chain, going to a higher stage
She gon' come to my place, do whatever I say
Yeah
[Verse 9]
Got a little shawty (Got a little shawty)
She off a molly
She in love with the drugs
Wanna fuck, when I'm done, kick her out, no time for fun
If you talking, show me what's up, got Lil Tecca with the drum
Now you quiet, how it's 'sposed to be, little ****, you look dumb
Ayy, yeah
I bring any bitch in my space
Why'd he got that shit? He got to ship it back to cross-state
When I fuck lil' shawty, she can't never stay at my place
I can't ever fuck 'cause I don't know when I'ma lose it
Written by: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., Michael Olmo, Nicholas Mira, Stanley Flanders
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