Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
City Girls
Performer
Norman Payne
Programming
JT
Rap
Yung Miami
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Norman Payne
Composer
Jatavia Johnson
Composer
Caresha Brownlee
Composer
Stanley Gabart
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Norman Payne
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Isaac "Soundsfromikey" Copeland
Engineer
Salvador Majail
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
[Verse 2]
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work
You made him pay, I fucked him first
I took his check, you got a purse
He paid my bills, yo ass at work
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
[Verse 3]
It's a dog in him, I'm in the mall with him
I'ma trick with him, you the type to fall for 'em
City Girls, period, but I need them commas
I can wait in the car, I ain't tryna meet your momma
Baguettes 'round my neck, pussy stay wet
Call that **** Keith, all he do is sweat
20/20 vision, side bitch, winning
Copping us both shit, bitch, we twinning
Jet black lace wig, long and it's curly
Calling out "Barbara", bitch, this Shirley
We sharing that ****, sis, don't be salty
I like he way he ate this ass, tell that ****, "Call me"
[Verse 4]
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
You made him pay, I fucked him first
I took his check, you got a purse
He paid my bills, yo ass at work
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
[Verse 5]
Uh, I'm a rap bitch goals
I can never get chose, bitch
He wanna be with me
Yeah, and he a rap ****
Say he independent, but I got him in a 360
Trick some, he gon' pull up to the crib and lick some
Everytime, I'm mad at 'em, he gon' show up with something
[Verse 6]
(Trap ****) Got him buying gifts for my friends
(Trap ****) Make him spend his re-up on a Benz
(Trap ****) Do I really love him? It depends
(Trap ****) Last month, I hit him for a ten
Ride on 'em, get up on that dick and take a spin
Play with me, but I got a **** paying rent
[Verse 7]
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
You made him pay, I fucked him first
I took his check, you got a purse
He paid my bills, yo ass at work
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
You tried it, ho, that shit ain't work `
[Verse 8]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
Written by: Caresha Brownlee, Jatavia Johnson, Norman Payne, Stanley Gabart