Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bigga Bzz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bigga Bzz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KayArchonn
Producer
ArtistHugo
Producer
Lyrics
Grah like
Grah like
Grah like
Traphouse boomin'
And the way she shake it man she know what she doin'
Just go dumb stupid
She wanna rock rock to the music
I'm tryna get in her pants
Shorty she a wetty I don't want to dance like
And I'm with the muddys
Hoppin' out the v
Like gang who that over there
Bodies droppin' and hittin' the fan
Call the muddys I don't got no friends
I'm a man shorty where ya man
She want a dirty I give her the dan
I want the neck shorty got the wap heard it was the best
From the west better have respect
Im on the east coolin with the jets (Whoopty)
And its Bigga the Bzz you know its a better
**** been rats ain't gettin' no cheddar
Trigger finger itchin' imma stretch it
And I'm back bitch I will not let em
Ever take my spot **** imma deck him
Big bro talkin' right from heaven
Bitch I got vendetta I will never end it
Keep a shh for the weapon
Have muddys go address it
Ain't no snitchin' ain't no tellin
If he do Imma teach him a lesson
Call my other **** and some fellas
I had my lil **** go and check him
I'm with Becky and her best friend
I hope y'all **** get the message damn
I told her shake that shit
Ass so fat might break that shit
I had to take that risk
Move in a trap no maybach bitch
You know I hate that shit
You made a diss why you took my shit
Imma just spin where he live
I got the addy now we in his crib
And I love it when she call me Bigga
Black heart she be in her feelings
Throw her set up when she takin' pictires
Gun on the dresser I be tryna kill him
Like she tried to line me but I had my knocks
I'm tryna if that's really the opps
Want me dead **** in my spot
That's word to my mother **** gettin'-
On a day shorty tryna risk it
And she missin' me after the dinner
But I'm comin' just give me a minute
But it's crazy I got other bitches
And they know not to play with a ****
And I'm mixin' the pain with the liquor
Shit change **** in a minute
If we down then you better lift him
And the police said I fit descriptions (Like damn)
(Like and that's word to my mother I would never lack like)
(Grah like grah grah)
(And I'm with the muddys Im under the band like)
(Like gang who that over there)
(Damn shake that shit I told her shake that shit)
(Damn shake that shit I told her shake that shit)
(Damn shake that shit I told her shake that shit)
(Like And its Bigga the Bzz you know its no better **** like)
Written by: Bigga Bzz