Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Faiyaz
Vocals
Joony
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Brent Wood
Songwriter
Jonathan Negero
Songwriter
OG Che' the Sensei
Songwriter
David "Prep" Hughes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prep Bijan
Producer
OG Che' the Sensei
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Shorty, it's only you and me
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
Holla if ya hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could've worked it out
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
[Verse 2]
Lately I been looking for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain't the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
'Cause I'm running out
And that's on me
I'm a hot-****, check my degrees
NUWO my bitch and my tees
Mark came through wit' like three
Fabe brought like ten
And Buddha came through wit the E
Rolling all night, session at 3:00
[Verse 3]
Stop it, I can't do no talkin'
I was just fucked up, **** got back up, now these bad bitches keep stalkin'
Money keep callin'
Pussy ass **** keep stalling
**** just touched down
I jus got bussed down, brand new wrist, I'm ballin'
Fuck a bag up, can't call it
Bitch, ooh, it's a Friday
I get my money in five ways
I'm in the drive way
Diamonds on me like Zimbabwe
Bitches love me like Beyoncé
All black boy like I'm Chauncey
**** just blazay, blazay
Bitch, I don't partake
I get dat bread, I don't parlay
Ooh, bitch
**** ain't mindin' they business
I'm rich and they gettin' offended
**** be timid
[Verse 4]
I'm in yo bitch like a dentist (For real)
All my money blue and teal, yeah
I just woke up in the hills, yeah
I was just fucked up, **** got back up, I could tell you how it feel, yeah
I just woke up, popped a seal, yeah
I just woke up, signed a deal, bitch
And I'm still in the field, yeah
Fuck dem ****, how they feel, yeah
[Verse 5]
What I told her?
[Verse 6]
Shorty, it's only you and me
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
Holla if ya hear me
Baby, I see you so much in my dreams
We could've worked it out
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
[Verse 7]
Lately I been looking for love
But I only come up on the drugs, stall me out
So if you ain't the one
Either find me some money or find me a plug
'Cause I'm running out
[Verse 8]
And that's on purpose
I'm a cold ****, watch how I work it
NUWO my bitch and my curtains
Come around here and get nervous
Juan threw me a oop
Hamma came through wit some 30's
Geeking all night
Flying out early
Written by: Che Pope, Christopher Brent Wood, David "Bijan" Hughes, Jonathan Negero, OG Che' the Sensei, Prep Bijan