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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mitch
Mitch
Performer
YG
YG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mitch
Mitch
Composer
Wesley A Dees
Wesley A Dees
Composer
Samuel Ahana
Samuel Ahana
Composer
Joshua Portillo
Joshua Portillo
Composer
Brian Roberts
Brian Roberts
Composer
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dj-Wes
Dj-Wes
Producer
Swish
Swish
Producer
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naz.
Producer
Cyrus "YaBoiNois" Taghipour
Cyrus "YaBoiNois" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Arch your back, why he let you out the house lookin' like that?
Body cold like you left it in the snow
Go 'head and light this bitch up, let 'em know, aye
That pussy fat (Mmm-hmm), that's a fact (Mmm-hmm)
When you toss that shit back, I feel that cat
Later on eat that shit up like it's a snack
Now when you drop that shit down
Girl, make sure you pick that shit up, bend that shit back for me
[Chorus]
Pick that shit up, throw that shit back on me
Pick that shit up, bounce that ass all on me
She drop it like a low rider like a old school Chevy
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live?
[Verse 2]
Damn, she goin' pogo on my stick
Baby is a pro, I must admit
Make me wanna take her down in public
Fuckin' in the car like it's nothin'
Aw, baby, I gotta have that
I love it when you look back at it
Go 'head and take your time
Yeah, I'm here for it all, I don't mind
[Verse 3]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, pick it up, then drop it off
Money fallin', she poppin, off
Thotty who? She like, "Knock it off"
Bad bitch, she on Barbie doll
She goin' live, she shake that ass
Every **** wanna throw her a bag
Confidence she know she bad
Pretty little thing her hash tag
Aye, pick it up, drop it off, make it shake
Bad bitch, got her own, ooh damn, you great
And that ass all natural, it match her waist
Baby hair, baby fat with a baby face
[Verse 4]
Pick that shit up, bring that shit back for me
Pick that shit up, throw that shit back on me, mmm
Pick that shit up, bounce that ass all on me
She drop it like a low rider like a old school Chevy
[Verse 5]
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who let you go live? Who let you to live? Who let you go live? (Yeah)
Written by: Jordan Gregory Mitchell, Wesley A Dees, Samuel Ahana, Joshua Portillo, Brian Roberts, Keenon Jackson
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