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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mello Buckzz
Mello Buckzz
Vocals
Latto
Latto
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Melanie Doyle
Melanie Doyle
Songwriter
Alyssa Stephens
Alyssa Stephens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chew Chew Beats
Chew Chew Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Aye, Jacob, turn me up real quick
Aye, look
I'm finna tweak out in this bitch real quick
But these all facts, though (Go, go)
No bap (Go)
Chew, Chew
Uh
Blasian ass ain't want no smoke, she ducked her shit when I pulled up
She ducked her shit
I put VV on her shit and choked her ass up like a duck
I choked that bitch up like a duck
I beat Juicy baby mama and she like thirty, washed up
That bitch washed up
Reginta mad I took her **** and beat her ass in front of him (Haha)
See, if that bitch don't like me, gotta be some reason, 'cause I'm turnt
I'm really her
But that don't mean that I won't beat your ass or put you on no shirt
Put your ass up on a shirt
What's in my raps? I don't do no bap, I bet these facts gon' have 'em hurt
Gon' have 'em hurt
I told them hoes I'd make 'em viral and I don't gotta do no work
I got my blick out, pull up, hop out, boom
Better not act like you want smoke, this bitch gon' tweak and act a fool
And act a fool
Tryna diss, we fill his ass up with hot shit, he think he cool
I feel like Django with my switch, I'll wet a bitch up like a pool (Buckzz)
Face the pussy, I face the blunt
Bitches pussy, ain't takin' nothin'
I got locked up in the airport, goddamn, forgot the gun (Fuck)
In the head, I keep me one
What she said? I get her popped
Caught her down bad on the block
Then her ass got Milly Rocked
This a Glock, not a prop
What's an opp? Bitch, stop
You a flop, get a job
Turned a backend to a stock
Turn a subtweet to a blitz
Save mine, spend his
Heard your album, that ain't it
Who you foolin'? I ain't even flinch
One-hit who? I'll do it again
1-800-come-get-your-man
Catch a jet just to catch a tan
Pop shit, do my Perky dance
Perc' dick, give it to me now
He gon' make me have my first child
He gon' make me pop up at the house
Singin' on the mic like it's Rolling Loud
I got my blick out, pull up, hop out, boom
You can hit the road, jack, if you don't like my attitude
Bitch, I'm ratchet and I'm rude
He got M's , and I do too
This a big Birkin bag and y'all still rockin' Neverfulls, tuh
I got my blick out, pull up, hop out, boom
Better not act like you want smoke, this bitch gon' tweak and act a fool
And act a fool
Tryna diss, we fill his ass up with hot shit, he think he cool
I feel like Django with my switch, I'll wet a bitch up like a pool (Go)
Written by: Alyssa Stephens, Melanie Doyle
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