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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Vocals
Moon Willis
Moon Willis
Programming
LIOHN
LIOHN
Keyboards
Klahr
Klahr
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Composer
Moon Willis
Moon Willis
Composer
LIOHN
LIOHN
Composer
Klahr
Klahr
Composer
Levi Gordon
Levi Gordon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moon Willis
Moon Willis
Producer
LIOHN
LIOHN
Producer
Klahr
Klahr
Producer
Raf Riley
Raf Riley
Co-Producer
Lewis Hopkin
Lewis Hopkin
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Apeshit
[Verse 2]
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't
[Verse 3]
Go wild, go stupid, go apeshit
Got my shades on like a bitch famous
Big booty in the dress, got it tailored
I'ma slide in it for the one occasion, uh
This is for the **** who ain't shit
And all the pussy ass bitches that you came with
That you came with?
That you came with
You basic, you ain't got the fragrance
[Verse 4]
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't
[Verse 5]
Pick your face up, girl, you need a facelift
Say she hate me but she put me in her playlist
She's stalkin' me and all the **** that I dated
No Teyana, but she 'bout to catch a fade, bitch
Uh, tell me what you want
Bitch, I'm here to start it, you already done
Hottest on the market, yeah, I'm number one
'Bout to bodybag these bitches, put them in the trunk, uh
[Verse 6]
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit
[Verse 7]
This is for my **** who, uh, yeah
This is for my **** who, yeah, what?
Ain't shit, ain't-ain't shit
You ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit
[Verse 8]
Tell me what you want, girl, want, yeah
Tell me what you want, girl, want, girl, want
I'ma get it one by one, yeah
I'ma get it one by one by one
Tell me what you want, want, want, yeah
Tell me what you want, want, want, want, want
I'ma get it one by one by one, yeah
Tell me what you want, want, want, want, want
[Verse 9]
Uh, tell me what you want
Hundred million copy honours, I'm the only one
And I only started, I already won
Snatchin' everybody wigs, now they look like thumbs
Uh, ooh, look what she done started
These bitches old school like Ed Hardy
I ain't sorry, bitch, beg your pardon
'Bout to serve it up, I know you starving
[Verse 10]
I paste, you copy and repeat it
You can Michael Jackson, Beat It!
If you think that I'm conceited
Pop your shit, we gon' get heated
[Verse 11]
How did you think you could ever get next to me?
Check the stats, we ain't got the same destiny
Tell 'em, "Mmm bye bye, gyal, rest in peace"
Cannot steal my sauce, don't got the same recipe, mmm
[Verse 12]
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit
This is for my **** who ain't shit, ain't shit
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't-ain't
Ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit
This is for my **** who, yeah, what?
Ain't shit, ain't-ain't shit
You ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't shit, ain't, uh
Written by: Bree Runway, Raf Riley, Levi Gordon, LIOHN, Moon WIllis
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