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PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
EST Gee
Vocals
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
FOREVEROLLING
FOREVEROLLING
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Stone III
George Stone III
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lynn Jones
Jeffrey Lynn Jones
Composer
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Royce Monroe
Royce Monroe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FOREVEROLLING
FOREVEROLLING
Producer
Royce Monroe
Royce Monroe
Mixing Engineer
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I told all my **** 'bout that pussy (Ain't nothin' special)
I told all my ****, yeah (Bagg, FOREVEROLLING)
[Chorus]
I'm here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
This lil' bitch a groupie, wan' me fuck her in my necklace
Couldn't believe her eyes when I responded to her message
I really ain't into textin', I'ma pull up when you ready
I told her I'm just a street **** who rap, I ain't nothin' special
Make sure that she look proper, I'ma lash and French tip her
She reach back when I'm hittin' her and put claws on them balls, Kawhi Leonard
I couldn't keep quiet, it fire, I told all my **** 'bout that pussy
[Verse 1]
Ooh, ooh, this a good shot
Call me if you short on them lil' bills and I'ma look out
If she got that NuvaRing thing, why would I pull out?
The landlord keep trippin', payin' late, he want her to get out
Long as I got a key, she ain't gotta worry about gettin' put out
Trippin' 'bout these bitches like you walk 'round with your foot out
She call me and I'm en route, she know I know the business
You blowin' up her phone, but she gon' call back when we finished
I'm lookin' her in her eyes, pull out, finish on them titties
So fresh, I couldn't resist it, I'ma pull it out and lick it
My baby girl so pretty, she the coldest in the city
Every time I check my mentions, it's her comment on my picture, she a sicky
[Chorus]
I'm here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
This lil' bitch a groupie, wan' me fuck her in my necklace
Couldn't believe her eyes when I responded to her message
I really ain't into textin', I'ma pull up when you ready
I told her I'm just a street **** who rap, I ain't nothin' special
Make sure that she look proper, I'ma lash and French tip her
She reach back when I'm hittin' her and put claws on them balls, Kawhi Leonard
I couldn't keep quiet, her pussy fire, I told all my **** 'bout that pussy
[Verse 2]
It's somethin' about this bitch, you know she special if I stamp her
Compliment my sauce, it take a lot to meet my standards
Come eat me anywhere like she ain't got no table manners
Might get apprehended when I'm finished, catch a DV charge, the way I
Get her in my merch, she had on nothin' under her Bread Gang hoodie
Plenty footage, if I'm not mistaken, I had on Gucci for this
Plan B, ain't no playin' me, take it in front of me
Honestly, she just wanna fuck and tell her friend the tea
Tattoos on her booty, I'm addicted to her body
Ain't nobody business, I fuck with the way we rockin'
She gettin' a lil' wetter, I'm aggressive when we choppin'
Always want my time, so when we fuck, I wear two watches
[Chorus]
I'm here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
This lil' bitch a groupie, wan' me fuck her in my necklace
Couldn't believe her eyes when I responded to her message
I really ain't into textin', I'ma pull up when you ready
I told her I'm just a street **** who rap, I ain't nothin' special
Make sure that she look proper, I'ma lash and French tip her
She reach back when I'm hittin' her and put claws on them balls, Kawhi Leonard
I couldn't keep quiet, her pussy fire, I told all my **** 'bout that pussy
Written by: George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones
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