Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DDG
Vocals
NLE Choppa
Vocals
BIA
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darryl Granberry, Jr.
Songwriter
Isaac Earl Bynum
Songwriter
Tom Levesque
Songwriter
Bennett Pepple
Composer
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Bianca Landrau
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Earl on the Beat
Producer
Tom Levesque
Producer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Beats By Bangs
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you fuckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin'
Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin', huh
[Verse 1]
I beat the pussy up, she's so addicted
She holdin' hands with him but it's just business
Think he can take her from me, who you kiddin'?
I'm not a hero, ****, I'm a villain
If you think I'm pullin' out then bitch, you buggin'
Woo Wop just told me that he want a cousin
Multiple million dollars in the budget
Fuck it, I'm punchin' dick up in her stomach
Fuck it, I'm punchin' dick up in her, mm
She finna turn around and make it clap (Hm, hm)
Watch how I kill that pussy from the back
I'm on another level, bitch, I'm geekin'
The perky be in my system, bitch, I'm tweakin'
The pussy be way better when it's stinkin'
Don't wash the juices off, that's the season (Oh, okay)
[Chorus]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you fuckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin'
Maybach be drivin' itself I be cruisin'
[Verse 2]
Aye, I'm on a whole 'nother wave
Keep me a whip like a slave
Twistin' your bitch like a braid
Step on her guts, I'm a blade
Nut in her mouth, she gon' clean the plate like she a maid (Maid)
Really havin' it my way, if it's another way then I'm blind like that young **** Ray Charles
Ray Charles
Only thing she eat with me is my balls (My balls)
Bon appétit, she petite with some pretty ass teeth
Put my dick in her (Ah), put my dick in her (Oh)
Put my dick in her mouth till the bitch can't breathe
Bitch can't breathe, ho
Pussy hot and ready wet, like I'm stirrin' spaghetti
She squirt in my eye, got me lookin' like Fetty (Wap)
I pull out the WAP, left kids on her belly (WAP, WAP)
Tip drillin' her pussy like Nelly
Pissed on a bitch like R. Kelly, hey, hey, hey
[Chorus]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you fuckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin' (Aye)
Maybach be drivin' itself (Uh), I be cruisin' (BIA)
[Verse 3]
I like his tongue in my
What, what, what, what, what
He tryna hold onto me like a grudge
We popped a G6, he feenin' to fuck
Baby, don't judge me, I'm bein' a slut (Slut, yes)
I love that dick when it's deep in my guts
He wanna beat it red, put that on Bloods, uh
How do he like you but don't buy you jewelry?
I call him Papi, I'm fuckin' him fluently
Feel like a virgin but this shit ain't new to me
We goin' rounds like he fuckin' on two of me, uh (What, what)
He want a threesome, he said, "We need unity"
He go to jail, then that dick gets immunity (Aye)
I swear you fuck me like you never lie
I suck that dick till I throw up and cry (Uh)
You know it's cap when I play like I'm shy (Uh)
I want you fallin' asleep in my thighs
I'm actin' bad when that pressure's applied
He gettin' mad when he see me outside
I ain't gon' lie
I make a **** come swallow this pussy then swallow his pride (Uh)
[Chorus]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you fuckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin'
Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin'
Written by: Bennett Pepple, Darryl Granberry, Jr., Isaac Earl Bynum, Tom Levesque