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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SAINt JHN
Vocals
Fallen
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carlos St. John
Songwriter
Lee Stashenko
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
f a l l e n
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Picture me ballin'
Picture me with the fifth of Henny, somethin' foreign
Picture me ridin' round here with a Benzo
Picture me blunted with the tints on the window
You could see by the looks of it I got the feelin'
I told them bitches I'm somethin' they should believe in
I told my mama they can't reach me, hit the ceilin'
Baby, this is just the beginnin', it's preseason
I know that you can tell I got it though
[Verse 2]
Gotta go and get it, that's the reflex
I know you can tell the winners by how we flex
I ain't playin' with these ****, ain't no recess
Next time I look around, ****, way up, way up, way up, way up
[Verse 3]
Only bad bitches round here
I swear it's only bad bitches round here
I mean, it's only real **** round here
You know it's only real **** round here, I said
Only bad bitches round here
I swear it's only bad bitches round here
I mean, it's only real **** round here
You know it's only real **** round here, I said
[Verse 4]
Picture me speedin'
Picture me rollin' somethin' up to chase the demons
Ah, that Cohiba really helped slow the breathin'
You see these **** round me, they all pledge allegiance
I never change for nothin', ****, that's some true shit
And I got a mill, you got a mill, that's just some crew shit
They tryna stay afloat, I'm tryna build a cruise ship
I spent a half a decade workin' on the blueprint
Ay, boy, we 'bout to hit the pot of gold
[Verse 5]
Gotta go and get it, that's the reflex
I know you can tell the winners by how we flex
I ain't playin' with these ****, ain't no recess
Next time I look around, ****, way up, way up, way up, way up
[Verse 6]
Only bad bitches round here
I swear it's only bad bitches round here
I mean, it's only real **** round here
You know it's only real **** round here, I said
Only bad bitches round here
I swear it's only bad bitches round here
I mean, it's only real **** round here
You know it's only real **** round here, I said
[Verse 7]
I've been gettin' too fuckin' drunk lately
High, been gettin' too fuckin' blunted lately
I just keep it true, share one with you
Blame that liquor, but it's how the world made me
I've been movin' too fast, I need to slow down
Said too many things that I shouldn't say
Hey, just point out anywhere you wanna go now, now
I swear these **** don't know what it takes
[Verse 8]
Only bad bitches round here
I swear it's only bad bitches round here
I mean, it's only real **** round here
You know it's only real **** round here, I said
Only bad bitches round here
I swear it's only bad bitches round here
I mean it's only real **** round here
You know it's only real **** round here, I said
Written by: Carlos St. John Phillips, Lee Stashenko