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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ayzha Nyree
Ayzha Nyree
Vocals
Lord Capp
Lord Capp
Programming
Rob Grimaldi
Rob Grimaldi
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ayzha Nyree
Ayzha Nyree
Composer
Rob Grimaldi
Rob Grimaldi
Composer
Giovanni Sartori-Ortiz
Giovanni Sartori-Ortiz
Composer
Darnell Ramon Carr Jr
Darnell Ramon Carr Jr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lord Capp
Lord Capp
Producer
Rob Grimaldi
Rob Grimaldi
Vocal Producer
Ben Lindell
Ben Lindell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's Nyree
[Verse 2]
She from the Noya
Straight from Noya
Turnt up the burn
And made it colder
Whippin' my Rover
Might need a chauffeur
They know it's over
And I mean what I write
I can't lean on the price
The choppa gon' sing but it bite
You know I need what I like
Tell a **** speak to me nice, oh yeah
I can't be what you like
You move like a thief in the night, oh yeah
I'm a queen, where the knight?
Lame **** can't be what I like, oh yeah
[Verse 3]
And don't get me wrong
You had me back then
Yeah I was sprung
Till I left you in the past tense
I could never let you back in
What you did to me back then
Knew were you wrong
It don't matter till she packin'
If you catch a **** lackin' get gone
It ain't worth your peace or bag, baby get your own
That **** just a lame ****, nothin' more
Gotta hit the ignore
That shit'll leave him lost
[Verse 4]
She from the Noya
Straight from Noya
Turnt up the burn
And made it colder
Whippin' my Rover
Might need a chauffeur
They know it's over
And I mean what I write
I can't lean on the price
The choppa gon' sing but it bite
You know I need what I like
Tell a **** speak to me nice, oh yeah
I can't be what you like
You move like a thief in the night, oh yeah
I'm a queen, where the knight?
Lame **** can't be what I like, oh yeah
[Verse 5]
And I been through the worst
Type bent, **** tried it
But that sly shit didn't work
Now he gon' OD on the past
Like a drug, know he need me bad, yeah
Got him itching and regretting bitches that I told him wasn't gone last
Yeah, all these **** tryna hop up in it, get back
**** you'll be in a bag
You ain't ready, it get real like that
You the reason shawty feel like that, oh yeah
Shawty ballin', yeah
But you ain't ballin' yet
So I'm 'bout to get in my bag again, I been
[Verse 6]
She from the Noya
Straight from Noya
Turnt up the burn
And made it colder
Whippin' my Rover
Might need a chauffeur
They know it's over
And I mean what I write
I can't lean on the price
The choppa gon' sing but it bite
You know I need what I like
Tell a **** speak to me nice, oh yeah
I can't be what you like
You move like a thief in the night, oh yeah
I'm a queen, where the knight?
Lame **** can't be what I like, oh yeah
Written by: Ayzha Huff, Ayzha Nyree, Darnell Carr, Darnell Ramon Carr Jr, Giovanni David Ortiz, Giovanni Sartori-Ortiz, Rob Grimaldi
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