Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRS Kash
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Duncan
Songwriter
Vincent Broyles Jr
Songwriter
Alex Petit
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deltah Beats
Producer
CashMoneyAp
Producer
Dbilly
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She gon' pull up whenever I tell her
She love Country Grammar, for her I go ape
'Cause she know how to treat a banana
She lit like a candle, I'm straight from Atlanta
She like to be freaky on camera
It's nothing too much I can't handle
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
[Verse 2]
This ain't no interview, know what you came to do
Beat the pussy back to back, need an interlude
I be all inside the pussy like inner tubes
All in your ocean, strokin' and floatin'
Pass me a Perky, my dick ain't workin'
Give me like thirty five minutes
If I don't come back in 'bout thirty five minutes
Then you can get up 'cause that means that I'm finished
I can't be going out bad, I can't be going out sad
These hoes be runnin' they mouth, especially when they get mad
They run out the house talkin' 'bout you eating 'em out
Stop lyin' on me, you know you lyin' on me
You be relyin' on me
Obsessed with the dick, I know you be spyin' on me
Girl, you be cryin' for me, work on your attitude
Bitch, stop trippin'
I ain't for buyin' food
Respect my pimpin'
This ain't no regular shit, don't need me no regular bitch
I like me a freak who gon' go cray in the sheets
Eat up the meat, and videotape it for me
[Verse 3]
She gon' pull up whenever I tell her
She love Country Grammar, for her I go ape
'Cause she know how to treat a banana
She lit like a candle, I'm straight from Atlanta
She like to be freaky on camera
It's nothing too much I can't handle
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
[Verse 4]
She gon' pull up whenever I tell her
She love Country Grammar, for her I go ape
'Cause she know how to treat a banana
She lit like a candle, I'm straight from Atlanta
She like to be freaky on camera
It's nothing too much I can't handle
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
[Verse 5]
Better watch how you talk to a G
'Fore I spit in your mouth
Watch how you comin' for me
You get kicked out the house
She ain't got no manners, but she got high standards
Love to do freaky lil' shit on the camera
I fingered that monkey, she peel the banana
Blow her back out like some sandals
Blow her back out like some sandals
That my lil' ho, we go way back like Girbaud
Start on the bed, end up on the floor
I'm all on her head, I'm all in her throat
We don't even go by rules
She sucking dick for some shoes
She want the Christians, the Loubes
I bought her some boobs
So she gon' do what I tell her, 'cause I'm her forever
You know I'm havin' it
[Verse 6]
She gon' pull up whenever I tell her
She love Country Grammar, for her I go ape
'Cause she know how to treat a banana
She lit like a candle, I'm straight from Atlanta
She like to be freaky on camera
It's nothing too much I can't handle
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
[Verse 7]
She gon' pull up whenever I tell her
She love Country Grammar, for her I go ape
'Cause she know how to treat a banana
She lit like a candle, I'm straight from Atlanta
She like to be freaky on camera
It's nothing too much I can't handle
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
Freak bitch ain't come with no manners
Written by: Alex Petit, Kenneth Duncan, Vincent Boyles, Vincent Broyles Jr