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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yo Gotti
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Mims
Songwriter
Lamont Porter
Songwriter
Mark Davon
Songwriter
Lawrence Smith
Songwriter
Jalil Hutchins
Songwriter
John Fletcher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lamont Porter
Producer
Mark Davon
Producer
Leo Goff
Recording Engineer
Kyle Resto
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Davis
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Ay we pull up like
No virgin
White on white
White white not off white, look
[Verse 2]
Oh, I'm rich, rich, shorty thick, thick
We fuck her friend together, that's my bitch, bitch
I heard you hit her raw, you takin' risks, risks
And she a thot, thot, you with the shit, shits
Oh, she a ho, ho, fucked a bro, bro
She a secret, secret, that's on the low, low
I ain't trickin' at all, ain't spendin' no dough
Won't catch me on no blogs, ain't linked to no hoes
So you gangsta, gangsta? You applyin' pressure?
She a bitch and a (Ho), She too extra, extra
She just went viral, showed the world your text message
You had to block the ho, 'cause she messy, messy
[Verse 3]
I'mma ho, I know I'm a ho
But don't you call me that lil' ****
That shit come with the smoke
I'mma ho, got bitches galore
How many Instagram models I done fucked on before?
I lost count, I don't even know
But, if you see me like her pic, I prolly fucked her before
I'mma ho, I know I'm a ho
But don't you call me that lil' ****
That shit come with the smoke
[Verse 4]
Oh, you a hustla, hustla? Take care of yo family and yo kids
And yo jewelry custom, I beat it up, she wipe me down
Then we cuddle, cuddle, her ex a real buster
Her friend a real swiper, my bitch a real boss
Yo ho ain't nothing like her (At all)
Yeah I like her, like her, like her
**** fuck around and make me wife her, wife her, wife her
[Verse 5]
I'm Mister Slide in the DM's, fly and go and see 'em
Work her out like a trainer, but this not a gym
Oh she slick, slick, she with the shit, shit
You committed to her, that's yo' bitch, bitch
We got 5 minutes, I'mma hit it quick, quick
Once I slide in her I'mma be like "eh, eh"
Got that drip, drip
You put stamps on her passport, y'all took trip, trips
Come off the hip you get flipped, that's off the rip, rip
Oh he got shot in the leg, but you got killed, killed
Yo' crew keep talking that shit, boy y'all a trip trip
[Verse 6]
I'mma ho, I know I'm a ho
But don't call me that lil ****
That shit come with the smoke
I'mma ho got bitches galore
How many Instagram models I done fucked on before?
I lost count, I don't even know
But, if you see me like her pic, I prolly fucked her before
I'mma ho, I know I'm a ho
But don't you call me that lil' ****
That shit come with the smoke
[Verse 7]
I'mma go, you know I'mma go (I am)
I can't commit myself to none of these hoes
I tell my whoads who sellin' my dope
If you get caught, please don't tell on me bro
This the code, we live by the code
Get money, stay fly, don't trick on no hoes
This the code we live by the code
Why you hard on yo' ****, but you soft on a ho?
[Verse 8]
I'mma ho, I know I'mma ho
I'mma go, you know I'mma go
I'mma ho you know I'mma ho
I'mma go, you know I'mma go
Written by: Mario Mims, Kirk Jerel Randle