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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quavo
Quavo
Rap
Destroy Lonely
Destroy Lonely
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Bobby Sandimanie
Bobby Sandimanie
Songwriter
Christian Baello
Christian Baello
Songwriter
Zain Siddiqui
Zain Siddiqui
Songwriter
Ryan Jacob Holland
Ryan Jacob Holland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quavo
Quavo
Recording Engineer
Ginseng
Ginseng
Producer
MISOGI
MISOGI
Producer
ryanjacob
ryanjacob
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Ellantre Williams
Ellantre Williams
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Huh, swappin' out my blick for a brand new dirty stick
Huh, pornstars on the jet, she wanna eat nothing but some X
Uh, bulletproof the Maybach president, go five percent (Five)
[Verse 2]
We ain't goin' for shit, we send that blick, she get hit stick (Brrr)
She try to suck my dick, I wiped that spit right off her lip (Ahh)
Ain't tryna talk 'bout shit, I want that check, yeah yeah, that's it (Cash)
I been sippin' like too much drink, my main bitch think I'm sick (Drank)
[Chorus]
Drugs on my chauffeur, lookin' at a ratchet bitch at Strokers
Blue cheese, bitch, I'm loafin', section baked potato loaded
Fye, it came with the pants, like suspenders, young **** totin'
Bitch can't get my bands, I told her get that shit off the floor (Woo)
Get that shit off the floor
You better get yo' ho, she tryna fuck my gang
Yeah, lil' shawty stuck on go
Gang
What you spend on yo' chain, I just dropped that on my coat (Ice)
[Verse 3]
I been goin' insane across the world, I'm rockin' shows
I keep a FN on me, yes, it's just right there in my tote
Pew, pew, pew
I keep a badass bitch, she rockin' the Maison with black toes (Bad)
I ain't even text her back, I just pulled off in the Ghost
I just pulled up 10, yeah yeah, let's have a toast
These **** turn to hoes, damn, I guess that how it goes
Ever since I was a jit, I knew I was the one, I guess I'm chose
I done took this shit around the world, it's global, it's not local
[Verse 4]
Yeah, get that shit off the floor
I told that lil' bitch she slimey, get that shit off ya nose
Havin' that blooming stench, I can't even get that shit out my clothes
We can go drip for drip, I had to get this shit off the boat
Get this shit off the boat
[Chorus]
Drugs on my chauffeur, lookin' at a ratchet bitch at Strokers
Blue cheese, bitch, I'm loafin', section baked potato loaded
Fye, it came with the pants, like suspenders, young **** totin'
Bitch can't get my bands, I told her get that shit off the floor (Woo)
Get that shit off the floor
You better get yo' ho, she tryna fuck my gang
Yeah, lil' shawty stuck on go
What you spend on yo' chain, I just dropped that on my coat
Written by: Bobby Sandimanie, Christian Baello, Quavious Marshall, Ryan Jacob, Ryan Jacob Holland, Zain Siddiqui
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