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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vvsnce
Vocals
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Chidi Osondu
Songwriter
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Songwriter
Essence Davis
Songwriter
Oscar Zulu
Songwriter
Rai'Shaun Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oscar Zulu
Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Chi Chi
Producer
Dez Wright
Producer
Oscar Zulu for Purity Control
Producer
Chidi Osondu
Producer
Dyryk
Recording Engineer
Section 8
Producer
Lyrics
What's happenin', Chi Chi?
Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up
I held you down and kept my word, yeah, yeah, yeah
Think 'bout your love, I hit the curb, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna leave, let's make it work, yeah, yeah, yeah
Walk 'round the house in your Gucci shirt, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jumped in that Rover
My heart been broke, I need some closure
They callin' 12, I call my soldiers
Won't let 'em knock me off my focus
He went from buyin' bricks to roses
Sittin' in the trap, I used to hold you
That dick so good, I ain't gon' hold you
Bought me baguettes shaped like an oval
Told your sister you broke my heart, she said, "Fuck it, just get in your bag"
Ridin' in a Rover, I might just speed it up, start thinkin' about my past
Thinkin' 'bout them days you used to beat it up and give me whatever I asked
'Member that day I let you eat it up, your face was in my ass
Goin' back and forth, that shit get toxic
Went from the plug, now he the socket
I held you down and kept my word, yeah, yeah, yeah
Think 'bout your love, I hit the curb, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna leave, let's make it work, yeah, yeah, yeah
Walk 'round the house in your Gucci shirt, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jumped in that Rover
My heart been broke, I need some closure
They callin' 12, I call my soldiers
Won't let 'em knock me off my focus
He went from buyin' bricks to roses
Went on a date, he had a full clip
Play with his bitch, he on that bullshit
Straight off the block, ain't never bullshit
I made him cut off all his hoes, yeah
I held him down and played the role, yeah
That shit so crazy how you fold it
Why the fuck you play with my emotions?
I used to watch you fuck on vibes
Bae, make her feel it in her spine
Then come and fuck me from behind
He know this shit is super wet
Even though you cheated with your ex
I can't stop thinkin' 'bout your sex
Get nasty on them Percocets
I held you down and kept my word, yeah, yeah, yeah
Think 'bout your love, I hit the curb, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna leave, let's make it work, yeah, yeah, yeah
Walk 'round the house in your Gucci shirt, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jumped in that Rover
My heart been broke, I need some closure
They callin' 12, I call my soldiers
Won't let 'em knock me off my focus
He went from buyin' bricks to roses
Ayo, V
If that **** ain't vibin' how he 'posed to be, man, shake his stupid ass
You got me fucked up if you think I'm finna just sit here and let one of you buster-ass **** play with your mind and waste your time
Yeah, nah, nah, not, not on my watch
Tell them pussy-ass **** you got people that love you and take your feelings very seriously
In other words, break my baby heart and I'ma break your face
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Chidi Osondu, Dylan Cleary-Krell, Essence Davis, Oscar Zulu, Rai'Shaun Williams