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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yo Gotti
Vocals
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Mims
Songwriter
Demario Dewayne White, Jr.
Songwriter
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Keith
Producer
Todd Bergman
Recording Engineer
Liz Robson
Recording Engineer
Skywalker Og
Recording Engineer
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Logan Schmitz
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Tay Keith, fuck these **** up)
[Verse 2]
I'm legend, my life should be studied
I come from nothing, ran up a thirty
Fucked on a superstar bitch and her buddy
Christian Louboutins, yeah, I be bloody
[Verse 3]
I'm not a Crip, but I got blues in my pocket
Too many blues won't fit in the wallet
Christopher Wallace (Wallace)
Everything B.I.G, we are the hottest
[Verse 4]
Your bitch outta pocket, I'm fuckin' her (Fuckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' beggar, I'm duckin' her (Duckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' baddie, I am cuffin' her (Lockin' her)
I turn your lil' bitch to a hustler (Money up)
[Verse 5]
Your bitch on that dope, she a customer (She gone)
I'm tirеd of your bitch, had enough of her (I'm tired)
Shе like cars, we fucked in a Cullinan
Got the umbrella up
[Verse 6]
We met at the Waldorf (Astoria)
Sixty minutes and I had her draws off
How you let a bitch make you fall off? (How?)
Aye, come get your bitch out my call log (Please)
A hundred missed calls, I block her (Hello)
Oh, yeah, she determined, can't stop her (Damn)
She blew a bag at the doctor
Thick-thick, like she eat cornbread and pasta (Yeah)
[Verse 7]
Yeah, my type of bitch don't need nan' **** (Damn)
She got a boutique and a cold figure (Damn)
You know she young, got an old **** (Yup)
And she gon' keep a few hoes with her (Yup)
[Verse 8]
Bitches be salty so they be they be subbin' 'em (Sub)
**** be thirsty, bitches won't fuck with us
She on her shit for real
Got her ass done but it look real (Yup)
[Verse 9]
Your bitch outta pocket, I'm fuckin' her (Fuckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' beggar, I'm duckin' her (Duckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' baddie, I am cuffin' her (Lockin' her)
I turn your lil' bitch to a hustler (Money up)
[Verse 10]
Your bitch on that dope, she a customer (She gone)
I'm tirеd of your bitch, had enough of her (I'm tired)
Shе like cars, we fucked in a Cullinan
Got the umbrella up (Go)
[Verse 11]
That ain't your bitch, that's our bitch (Mine too)
We just gon' keep her at your house (Then what?)
You spent a thousand in Ruth's Chris (Tricked off)
I took that bitch to a dope house (My hood)
[Verse 12]
Do you see the difference? It's plenty (So many)
Hand out emoji, you know I'ma give it
Am I aimin' out with a girl from my city?
Soon as she get drunk, we gon' film us a flicky
[Verse 13]
I'm deep in my duffel, roll up me some truffles
Wherever I go, it's a smoke out (Puff up)
My bitch got a bubble, I beat it like she get in trouble
Get wet as a buss down
Told her stay out my business, go get you a business
She talk to a vendor on WhatsApp (In China)
He mad as a bitch, let me find out
Had his ho at my Honeycomb hideout
[Verse 14]
You the type let a bitch get you for everything
In me not on me, I know how play it, man
Them **** corny, she fuck with the bread gang (Us)
Shot my shot, would have switch, I got dead aim (Bow)
[Verse 15]
Still wishin' they had me, ex bitter bitches
You can't pay me to pay 'em attention (Nope)
She follow every rapper with a Richard Mille
Tryna fuck her way up, get a meal ticket (Facts)
[Verse 16]
Your bitch outta pocket, I'm fuckin' her (Fuckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' beggar, I'm duckin' her (Duckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' baddie, I am cuffin' her (Lockin' her)
I turn your lil' bitch to a hustler (Money up)
[Verse 17]
Your bitch on that dope, she a customer (She gone)
I'm tirеd of your bitch, had enough of her (I'm tired)
Shе like cars, we fucked in a Cullinan
Got the umbrella up (Go)
Written by: Brytavious Chambers, Demario Dewayne White, Jr., Mario Mims