Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ceolie Mckellar
Ceolie Mckellar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lorenz
Lorenz
Producer

Lyrics

I know I'm sexy but I don't wanna hear myself right now
Yeah haha
Jelly bean
Jelly bean
Aye
Aye I'm back
I'm back baby
Ima ball till I fall in this bitch Like tear drops
Banana clip on that drac **** I can't fear opps
Move bitch get out the way and I bet I'll clear tops
And it's mutha fuck Jordan bitch I'm rockin Reebok's
Ooh somebody cop a fan cause he hot
And these **** pump faking we just call em peacocks
And these **** throwing white flags we not
And these **** throwing white flags we not
Ugh yeah fuck around and put ya blood on it
Woo fuck around and put my bloods on it
Feeling like wheezy f show me my opponent
Freaky bitch and she gone doing it just how I want it
In the back gettin freaky with a dancer
Call that choppa July cause it's bawlin like a cancer
I hold my man down you just hold ya man up
I be in that phantom feeling like Danny phantom
Know a freaky bitch that's gone suck it till the cash gone
Damn near hit the hoe she got to close to my asshole
Ya bitch chose me **** what the fuck you mad for
Choppa sing like rod wave we gone leave that shit on that note
See the **** in my city I don't feel that often
I be tryna spit that shit that you don't hear that often
I be with some killers that'll fill that coffin
Ima stay fresh as hell if the feds watchin
Choppa came with a kick gotta lean with it
I can't eat a white bitch till I season it
Feeling like I'm weezy f 500 degrees in it
Yeah I'm aiming for your scalp but I ain't greasin it
Written by: Ceolie Mckellar
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