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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tiny Meat Gang
Performer
Noel Millar
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Composer
Noel Millar
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Recording Engineer
Diamond Pistols
Producer
Noel Millar
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
We packing Diamond Pistols
Bad bitch got feelings, she don't catch none
Red pill, blue pill, you gon' take one
And I like the way she work, she won't fake none
Talk to her like boot up first, move that skirt
Throw chips at her and she make that neck work, like
She gon' say what she want, she gon' back it up
No bad blood, but she bad enough
And she could do it all night, she got stamina
She gimme good brain, she doin' algebra
Then why you actin' ice cold, thought you knew me?
I'm right here but you lookin' right through me
She got me thinkin' there's a spark
Then she pull the plug, lights out, she go dark
Lil' momma cool, calm, she don't say much
Only hit the plug for a re-up
Always got my attention, mira
Baby clear-headed like Frieza
Lil' board in the box, the bitch Candyland
Baby missin' all of the nerves, I call her Ativan
Gonna leave you on read just like The Anchorman
Doin' lines with zeros, Lindsay Lohan
Bad bitch got feelings, she don't catch none
Red pill, blue pill, you gon' take one
And I like the way she work, she won't fake none
Talk to her like boot up first, move that skirt
Throw chips at her and she make that neck work, like
She a California girl, she my Westworld
She makin' moves like a chess board
She top me off like a fresh pour
Then she asked me, "Like, what we gotta text for?"
She got me in my head like a Whip-It
She wanna go again right away, we just finished
We been up three days, goin' crazy, no sleep
It's like you don't even miss it
Make me come back like FILA
She got fire neck, she tequila
Throwin' that shit back, huh, Maria, Maria
Slide to her harder than a Visa
Doin' more bars than Genius
Her voice in my head like Joaquin Phoenix
Grabbin' on my
Come home, pop out
Already top out
Hit her with the glove and I make that bitch knock out
Bad bitch got feelings, she don't catch none
Red pill, blue pill, you gon' take one
And I like the way she work, she won't fake none
Talk to her like boot up first, move that skirt
Throw chips at her and she make that neck work, like
Written by: Cody Kolodziejzyk, Noel Millar