Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Rio Leyva
Programming
Biinx
Programming
Taz Taylor
Programming
DT
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rio Leyva
Songwriter
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
Dorien Theus
Songwriter
Braxton Acoff
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rio Leyva
Producer
Biinx
Producer
Taz Taylor
Producer
Edgard "Young Era" Herrera
Recording Engineer
Tom Norris
Mixing Engineer
DT
Producer
Lyrics
No, I can't stand her, switchin' - like switchin' the channel
Don't be wishin' for - you can't handle, yeah
Block your number, I got handles
I know she was tryna - with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you
I know she was tryna - with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude
Know you not used to this -, oh my God, camouflage then
She wanna - with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah
Know you not used to this -, oh my God, count it up then
She wanna - with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah
Move like a ghost when I'm in the town, she on my phone when I'm in LA
Like, "What you on?" Like, "Where you at?", "I'm 'bout to pull up and show you somethin'"
You should know -, I ain't on that, I know it that she let him tour that
The bull-, no, I ain't for that, phone on DND, thought I ignored that
I got a TEC, you don't want a shell, pullin' up, smellin' like gas and Chanel
Don't even know if they wishin' you well
Smile in your face, they wishin' you hell, not leavin' a trail
Can't tell 'em a secret, nah, then tell 'em the tale, yeah
How many racks? Add that, I run to the racks, no backtrack
The lame -, yeah, you can have that, I know all the reasons they mad at
I know what you bad at, shawty, too bad, I bagged that
I'm in the lab, can't chat back, and you on some - I can't stand, yeah
No, I can't stand her, switchin' - like switchin' the channel
Don't be wishin' for - you can't handle, yeah
Block your number, I got handles
I know she was tryna - with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you
I know she was tryna - with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude
Know you not used to this -, oh my God, camouflage then
She wanna - with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah
Know you not used to this -, oh my God, count it up then
She wanna - with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah
Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, Dorien Robert Marchand Theus, Rio Francesco Leyva, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Braxton Acoff
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