Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wisdom Awute
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wisdom Awute
Composer
Dwayne Oates
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GLACIER
Producer
Lyrics
Sosa, Yeah
The way that he talking
Yeah he must be high or sum'n
He Must wanna see God or sum'n
His bitch throw that neck
Like she finding sum'n
But she ain't really finding nothing
She can't
Take no dick
And I'm fresh off of lick
Im like bitch is you tired or sum'n
I'm not taking pics
I still stay with that stick
And I still grab that pole tryna fire me sum'n
She uh freak hoe
Like to riot
She get to protest when she ride it
She like dem niggas who handsome and violent
She want me to beat up the pussy
One night it
Watch out for these niggas
These hoes they be grimy
Pockets on fat
Give a fucc about uh diet
When it comes to trappin I'm uh mufuckan giant
Don't fuck wit too many, cuz these niggas be lien
You know me
Ima well known steppa
Well known flexer
Full blown presser
Get yo hoe wetter
Clean ass dresser
Name one fresher
Bitch i mufuckan pressure
Still waxin these niggas for way more than lesser
And still up that pole if they wanna address us
We set the tone dare you mufuckas test us
We been bout whateva
Bitch we young and the reckless
The way that he talking
Yeah he must be high or sum'n
He Must wanna see God or sum'n
His bitch throw that neck
Like she finding sum'n
But she ain't really finding nothing
She can't
Take no dick
And I'm fresh off of lick
Im like bitch is you tired or sum'n
I'm not taking pics
I still stay with that stick
And I still grab that pole tryna fire me sum'n
Well We got that strap for they ass
He play he gon die with the rest
Tell them youngins to clean up the mess
Pour em uh cup makem lean wit his chest
(Makem Lean)
Beat her box bitch I been dougie fresh
Gave her detox after tearing her flesh
Ima peacock watch me peak at her breast
Put her str8 to sleep cuz I'm far from the rest
Vroom
I'm gone
How I prove you right if I'm wrong
I clear out that smoke like a mufuckan bong
She running full speed bout to chase her a bone
Cuz that ain't your mans, if he don't put you on
She can't take the dick but she act like she grown
Don't you speak out of turn, bitch that's not what we on
Tryna see bout that act fucc that talk over the phone
Bitch
The way that he talking
Yeah he must be high or sum'n
He Must wanna see God or sum'n
His bitch throw that neck
Like she finding sum'n
But she ain't really finding nothing
She can't
Take no dick
And I'm fresh off of lick
Im like bitch is you tired or sum'n
I'm not taking pics
I still stay with that stick
And I still grab that pole tryna fire me sum'n
Writer(s): Dwayne Oates, Wisdom Awute
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