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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
Foreign Teck
Foreign Teck
Programming
Los the Producer
Los the Producer
Keyboards
Jw Lucas
Jw Lucas
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Lyrics
John Wesley Lucas
John Wesley Lucas
Songwriter
Emmanuel Gazmey Santiago
Emmanuel Gazmey Santiago
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Michael Hernandez
Michael Hernandez
Songwriter
Carlos Goodwin
Carlos Goodwin
Songwriter
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Foreign Teck
Foreign Teck
Producer
Los the Producer
Los the Producer
Producer
CashMoneyAp
CashMoneyAp
Producer
Jw Lucas
Jw Lucas
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Bone
David Bone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ciel Eckard-Lee
Ciel Eckard-Lee
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nate Alford
Nate Alford
Recording Engineer
Nathaniel Alford
Nathaniel Alford
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
[Verse 2]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
She said we wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Ya ass ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' **** fucked around and got sprung
[Verse 3]
She came out the room like, "Papi, my ass hurt", she just put up with mad work
You worried about the wrong thing, that's backwards, it's 'bout the cash first
When you down, we roll up that sour, break it down in a back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours, you can't put me first, that's backwards
[Verse 4]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
She said we wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Ya ass ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' **** fucked around and got sprung
[Verse 5]
We in Skyami, goin' all the way up
Gotta hundred bitches in the VIP, ready to go fuck
Bitch came with no panties on, bent over my coupe
Take Aventi to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a bitch drip, yeah
Top of the penthouse, a personal shopper bringin' fine threads can't find in the store
My bitch gon' step on a bitch's Dior
Smokin' out the pound, drink out the bottle
Mermaid, pussy taste like some water
Jimmy Choo shoe, Manolo Blahnik
Cop a new jewel just for the fun
Not the number two, shorty rewind
Wrapped in plastic, then she found every one
Gotta smash every girl that I call
Million dollar drip, got me on the moon
I be takin' shit down like a tycoon
Outta solitary straight on Patron
Change the temperature when I walk in the room
Take the baddest bitches, I'm Mr. Jones
Take the baddest bitches, I'm Mr. Jones
Take the baddest bitches, I'm Mr. Jones
[Verse 6]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
She said we wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Ya ass ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, better go get a tummy tuck
[Verse 7]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
She said we wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Ya ass ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, better go get a tummy tuck
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy
The lil' **** fucked around and got sprung
Written by: Bashar Jackson, Nayvadius Demun Wilburn, John Wesley Lucas, Foreign Teck, Carlos Goodwin, Alex Petit
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