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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
Vocals
CashMoneyAp
Programming
Drumdummie
Programming
Mook on the Beats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
CashMoneyAp
Songwriter
Drumdummie
Songwriter
Mook on the Beats
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CashMoneyAp
Producer
Drumdummie
Producer
Mook on the Beats
Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Matt O'Neil
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
DrumDummie
CashMoney AP
NLE
Mook Got The Keys Jumpin'
[Verse 2]
I see the way you looking, got a smile like your momma
And you make a **** happy through my pain and my drama
And we cruising up in traffic with the top down in the summer
I got this Glock up in my lap 'cause you know we in the jungle
(I pull the trigger, let it run)
I can't let a **** take me from you
She said, "These **** can't do it like you"
That's why a **** all into it with you
And baby, what's on your mind, what's your mood?
[Verse 3]
I don't like your attitude, but I love how you move you body
Tell me everything, swear to God, I won't tell nobody
Real street ****, ziplock, I'ma keep it silent
Get up in that pussy, I'ma kill it, I ain't never stoppin'
I don't know love, but I love you
I got some trust issues, but I trust you
I knew that pussy was gon' be mine the first time that I fucked you
And I'm jumpin' in your fight if a pussy ho touch you
Sometimes, I get up in my feelings, I'm like "Damn, do she love me?"
Fine on the outside, inside, I think she ugly
Baby girl, I take my time, I ain't doin' no rushin'
I put my tongue on your neck, on your cheeks, you be blushin'
[Verse 4]
They say forever ain't forever, oh-oh
But I know it's gonna last 'cause I found my treasure
[Verse 5]
I say, baby girl, hold me, can you hold me? (Can you hold me?)
I be feelin' so lonely, I be feelin' so lonely (Lonely)
Feelin' like I ain't got nobody, but you always beside me (You beside me, beside, yeah)
Me and you versus everybody, can't nobody stop it
Can't nobody stop it
Wake up in the mornin', grab my stick then I kiss you
Make a couple plays, then you know a **** miss you
Soft spot for you like a **** was some tissue
But I'm hard on a ****, 7-6-2's gon' hit you
Every time I pop a Perc, I think about my past
Reminisce about these bitches that I dogged in the past
But I'm doin' right by you 'cause I want this shit to last
And if you did another ****, I'ma put him in a bag
Real spill, a real thug, I was taught to kill
Seen my **** get whacked, I ain't shed a tear
Tired of the fake love, I really want somethin' real
Damaged up inside, but somehow, you made a **** heal
[Verse 6]
The way you look and got a smile like you momma
How you make a **** happy through my pain and my trauma
And we cruisin' up in traffic with the top down in the sun
I got this Glock up in my lap, 'cause you know we in the jungle
(I pull the trigger, let it run)
I can't let a **** take me from you
She said these **** can't do it like you
That's why a **** all into it with you
And baby, what's on your mind, what's your mood
[Verse 7]
They say forever ain't forever, oh-oh
But I know it's gonna last 'cause I found my treasure
Written by: Bryson Potts, Alex Petit, Tevin Revell