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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
1TakeJay
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deangelo Smith
Songwriter
Eddy Cypress Moreno
Songwriter
Jeff Turner II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
1TakeJay
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Wait, hold up
I'm finna turn this bitch up
[Verse 2]
1TakeJay, while all these **** wanna be him
She jumped out of yours just to jump into my DM
1TakeJay, while all these bitches wanna freak him
'Cause you broke, I'm gettin' to the chicken like seasoning
Break up with who? Bitch, I planned on leaving
It looked like I love you, well, looks is deceivin'
I don't rap 'cause it's more like preachin'
Baby, stupid ain't free, so it's still my 3M
[Verse 3]
Jumped out the bed just to jump in your bitch DM
Your wife thots, ****, I get head and delete 'em
She asked why I'm always late night creepin'
Take your shirt off, bitch, I could give you two reasons (Bitch)
I'm givin' curfews, you know they call me daddy
I run shit, bitch, I wear the drawers and the panties
Too blessed to be stressed, bitch, you look like my granny
No disrespect to her, that mean your titties just saggin'
I'm the type to try it on, but you ain't finna purchase it
I'm the type to spend 1500 just to work in it
You the type that get caught cheatin' on some nervous shit
I'm the type if she ain't talkin' money, then I'm curbin'
[Verse 4]
Wait, hold up
I'm that ****, but I still ride solo
I'm convinced that **** ain't lookin' for me no more
My name in your mouth like a dick, **** homo
Shout out the plug, make a **** lean like a cholo
Wait, hold up
Look, I'm a situation that you can't handle
**** think he lit, well, I'ma blow a **** candle
We are not the same, this a whole different channel
Since you actin' like your bitch, stick your feet in her sandals
[Verse 5]
Wait, hold up
How you gon' down a **** with the blueprint
Disrespect me, you gon' be starin' at my shoe print
They tryna put a **** out 'cause I'm too lit
I could rob a ****, but I'm stickin' to the music
**** hate me 'cause his bitch love me, I knew it
Thirty bands, no, I'm not a Crip, but I blew it
If I'm broke, your brain must be dead 'cause you're stupid
Don't watch me, you need to watch your bitch 'cause she choosin'
[Verse 6]
If tryna beat me was a crime, then I'm suin'
How you gon' talk shit but doin' everything I'm doin'?
I ain't trippin' like AC, ****, I be coolin'
In the interview, you said Drake, but I'm a big influence
Pay attention, my hoes come in threes like triplets
Get the bitch a shovel if she say she not diggin' it
D2, be ain't it no way she ain't feelin' it
But if I bust like a dirty pistol, get ride of it
[Verse 7]
****, I'm the shit like I put it
No sex, I'm just tryna get the top 'cause I'm ruthless
She told me I'm the bomb, got me feelin' like the cutest
It was only right, so I doubled back and I blew it
Like a car without the wheels, ****'s useless
You politikin' on me, but you still play my music
Even though I took the W, I'm finna lose it
I'm so sick of ****, I think I'ma start pukin'
Major Payne, but **** ain't troopin'
You only bust nuts, ****, you ain't into shootin'
She givin' brain, so I nicknamed her foolish
Her teeth clean, but I'm in her mouth like a toothpick
[Verse 8]
It's crazy 'cause **** change like the weather
We opposite, ****, we can't do shit together
If my pocket weigh a ton, yours as light as a feather
I'm lactose, but I'm the one that kick the most cheddar
Anything he can do, I can do better
You fuck good, but she suck my dick way better
She wanna do it, I think I'm finna let her
Pop a pill then I geek on a bitch like I'm Dexter
[Verse 9]
You might wanna turn around, sir, 'cause this pump's all outta gas
Written by: Deangelo Smith, Eddy Cypress Moreno, Jeff Turner II