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Deante' Hitchcock
Deante' Hitchcock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deante' Hitchcock
Deante' Hitchcock
Lyrics
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Producer
A ‘Bainz’ Bains
Mixing Engineer
Dhruv Agarwala
Dhruv Agarwala
Assistant Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Angad Bains
Angad Bains
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Okay, Casamigos flowing through my blood stream
Pop it like a Perc' but she don't really do the drug thing (Yeah)
Will I do your dirty like a tub ring
Or do I really like ya'? It's a all of the above thing (Yeah)
Know that shit ain't really fair but ion really care
I'm with all the games when I'm in town like the city fair (Yeah)
Back home, baby mad but ion care about it
My ex broke my heart, I swear she ruined it for errbody
Okay, she blowing up my text
Saying she ain't pressed
Sin at times but I know I'm blessed, can't even stress
V V's in front, the S that's on my chest
But I ain't saving hoes unless I'm really saving hoes for later, like who next?
Eeeny meeny, miny moe
Her lil' pussy like a bag of ice, I smashed it on the flo'
Cut so good I had to stab it twice then I was out the door
Now she think she special, I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[Chorus]
Okay, I might treat you good but that don't mean shit
Bitch, you know I'm poppin', I got options, my whole team lit, you s'posed to chose
I might hit your line but that don't mean shit
Baby, what's your purpose? Deez hoes treat me like I'm perfect, what I'm s'posed to do?
I might fuck you good but that don't mean shit
Hate when we be chillin' and they get to catching feelings, all emotional
Even though it happen everytime
It still catch me by surprise, I be like
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[Verse 2]
Tae just pulled up wit a coupe, he think he Spencer James
When I leave the game, your know my jersey goin' hall of fame (Yeah)
Lotta women tryna put me on a ball and chain
I should fuck with triplets 'cause deez bitches really all the same (Yeah)
Got a college girl gon' graduate from State in like a year
My lil' bottle girl get nasty off the drank, she don't do no beer
My lil' black chick caught me flying bitches out, now I'm in the clear
My lil' white girl say I'm toxic, so I call her Brittany Spears
If she need some closure, I still got her open
I got no emotions, toxic dick, it get the coochie soakin'
Put the plays in motion like a quarterback, but I be coaching
Love said I'd give her some more of that but I was joking (Yeah)
I don't think I'll ever ever fall in love
My name Tae but call me Klay like Thompson, why? 'Cause issa dub
Told her we can get it poppin' like the sparklers in this club
But after that you know what's up, you gotta
Go, go, go, go
[Chorus]
Okay, I might treat you good but that don't mean shit
Bitch, you know I'm poppin', I got options, my whole team lit, you s'posed to chose
I might hit your line but that don't mean shit
Baby, what's your purpose? Deez hoes treat me like I'm perfect, what I'm s'posed to do?
I might fuck you good but that don't mean shit
Hate when we be chillin' and they get to catching feelings, all emotional
Even though it happen everytime
It still catch me by surprise, I be like
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[Outro]
These bitches be crazy
Swear that these hoes be crazy
These bitches be crazy
Boy, I swear these hoes be crazy
These bitches be crazy
Boy, I swear these hoes be crazy
These bitches be crazy
Boy, I swear these hoes be crazy
Written by: Brandon Phillips-Taylor, Deante' Hitchcock
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