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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface Ray
Vocals
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Songwriter
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rocaine
Producer
Tana
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
If you know you know, if you don't you broke
Five hour drive to see my guys 'cause they want some more
Cut them **** down because it's lies, don't wanna hear no mo'
That **** face is no good, don't let him near yo hoe
Keep it on the hush, might clip her if she talk too much
I'm trippin', I done bought too much, I'm tippin', pass it out like Trump
**** throwin' salt on me like, "He just wanna fuck"
She looked back and started laughin' (I just wanna fuck)
[Verse 2]
(Nope) Ain't got much to say, fuck it, if you play, you lay
Snatch a kit from Circle K, it's Wocky in my Ocean Spray
Project hoe, I spiced her up, she used to rockin' Milky Way
Had the face, I fixed the body, now she pretty and she paid
This a Ferrari horse, I never had a taste for Porsche
How the fuck it's diamonds on yo buffs? You must come from Detroit
Bitch, I put on for the M, locked in with **** from the D (Face)
Every week me and my sneaky link be at the Comfort Suite
Might go Ruccis on a red eye, took the jet, the fuckin' standby
I don't know why you **** trollin', you a dead guy if it back fire
They know I'm the sickest, when I drop I do Corona numbers
How the fuck you rockin' fifty pointers, never shot a jumper? (Big Bag)
[Verse 3]
If you know you know, if you don't you broke
Five hour drive to see my guys cause they want some more
Cut them **** down because it's lies, don't wanna hear no mo'
That **** face is no good, don't let him near yo hoe
Keep it on the hush, might clip her if she talk too much
I'm trippin', I done bought too much, I'm tippin', pass it out like Trump
**** throwin' salt on me like, "He just wanna fuck"
She looked back and started laughin' (I just wanna fuck)
[Verse 4]
Look at the ass on her, I hit the gas on 'em
I got the bag on 'em, I drip and splash on 'em
Snatch it off the lot and hit the block without the tags on it
**** dropped the window, pop a opp and shoot to California
Movin' on my toes like a ballerina
She tryna suck me dry, I call her Vamparina (Damn bitch)
How the fuck a **** catch COVID all that Perc' and leanin'? (How the fuck I?)
How the fuck I make it out the hood with all that dirt and schemin? (How the fuck I?)
One time for the real **** who locked down, kept it real
Five hoes at Ruth Chris, what you want? I'll pay the bill
**** say that he hate me, then he basically hate the real
**** tryna be iced up havin' a hard time payin' bills
**** lost in the sauce
Two chains came from Hutch's and they equivalent to Voss
Bad bitches ain't gon' touch you, ****, go and get the boss
I told my bitch don't cross me so I bought her ass a cross (Yeah)
Heron Preston steppin', pressin' you can't see the weapon
YO want that DB11, poured up got floor seats to Breslin
My young boy be hoopin' the other one be shootin'
At first I was a student, we kick his door, we lootin' (We in yo shit)
[Verse 5]
If you know you know, if you don't you broke
Five hour drive to see my guys cause they want some more
Cut them **** down because it's lies, don't wanna hear no mo'
That **** face is no good, don't let him near yo hoe
Written by: Cameron Xavier Talley, Demario Dewayne White, Jr., Marcellus Rayvon Register, Orzo Travon Graham Jr.