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LEMME FIND OUT

Bino Rideaux & Roddy Ricch

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Bino Rideaux feat. Roddy Ricch - LEMME FIND OUT (Official Audio)

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bino Rideaux

Vocals

Roddy Ricch

Vocals

Don Alfonso

Guitar

Frances Dueñas

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Brandon Rainey

Songwriter

Calvin Tarvin

Songwriter

Wolf-Alfonso Hasselmann

Wolf-Alfonso Hasselmann

Songwriter

Rodrick Moore

Songwriter

Axlfolie

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Tiggi

Producer

Don Alfonso

Producer

Derek "MixedByAli" Ali

Derek "MixedByAli" Ali

Mixing Engineer

Demitrius Lewis II

Demitrius Lewis II

Assistant Mastering Engineer

Nicolas De Porcel

Nicolas De Porcel

Mastering Engineer

Axlfolie

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Where you **** from, lemme find out

Put this on your tongue bae, let's find out

Stop bae, these **** weird, I'm pullin' fire out

Stop bae, that pussy good, I'm takin' time out

If you gon' give it I'm divin'

Lowkey

[Verse 2]

Make believe you gotta show me, and we could hold on

And if you ever try it, you gon' see me so gone

Lil shawty that's my vibe, we don't fuck to slow songs, yeah

I ain't spent a dime on a bitch in so long, yeah

**** want me dyin', I be livin' so wrong

Shawty think I'm tryin', she gon' blow up both phones

Give my dog 100, like lil bro, we both on

They gon' see me underground, I gotta keep my blow on me

I was off that drank, I ain't know what else to think

All this money in the bank got me feelin' so lonely

When I think of pain, I just think of all homies

Shawty got that wap-o, she want put that all on me

When you low on guapo, you could just call on me

VS in that Cuban, that bitch just fall on me

I ain't got nothin' to do with this bitch, she all on me

Can't none of these **** tell you they was ballin' on me, no

[Verse 3]

Where you **** from, lemme find out

Put this on your tongue bae, let's find out

Stop bae, these **** weird, I'm pullin' fire out

Stop bae, that pussy good, I'm takin' time out

If you gon' give it I'm divin'

Lowkey

[Verse 4]

I'm the **** that's been standin' ten toes for a while

Your main **** been doin' you too wrong for a while

Go Katana, go Bora, go Crustacean, go to TAO

Hit it from the back so long, I had you throwin' in the towel

If your **** come back around, then he know he out of bounds

You hold that pussy down while I'm overseas, can't let you drown

Take you out to Aspen, know I'm movin' mountains

If you wanna go shoppin', just call up my accountant

I just went to go buy a crib, you thought I was layin' off

I got billion dollar ****, call up the agent

Got some Kelly's, got some Birkin's that got your name on 'em

Hold it down at Golden State, like I was Draymond

You know I always had the vibe when I get inside your thighs

When you got that t shirt with no panties under it

And I bet the neighbors know my government

Been strokin' and I hope I don't cum in it, yeah

[Verse 5]

Where you **** from, lemme find out

Put this on your tongue bae, let's find out

Stop bae, these **** weird, I'm pullin' fire out

Stop bae, that pussy good, I'm takin' time out

If you gon' give it I'm divin'

Lowkey

Written by: Axel Morgan, Brandon Rainey, Calvin Tarvin, Rodrick Moore, Wolf-Alfonso Hasselmann