Upcoming Concerts for Bindy
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bindy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
India Corley
Songwriter
Joerome Morgan
Songwriter
Lyrics
Why they in my space for?
Mad because I came up
Upset cuz I'm paid up
This is what it's made for
Want it then I got it
And I don't have to wait
Big boss, CEO
And I stay out the way
I've been hustling and grinding
I want all of the cake
Triple threat on the court W.N.B.A
(Aye)
No, I'm not at home
Why you sweating me?
Boy why don't you go on?
I been focused, I don't know what they be on
Big drip when they see me I been on
Ice blinging they can tell what I been on
In a drop top bumping Bindy in my zone
French tote, with the cloak
Do my own thing
They be wishing they had the sauce
Like my whole gang
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
Don't be worried bout no hater
They ain't gone ever pay ya
Keep your head up in you walk in
Don't ever let em phase ya
I'm on my job, on my post
Doing my thing and doing the most
They in they feelings while I'm on a coast
I'm counting this money and making a toast
Scuse' me? I'm sorry? I'm really such a bad bitch
And I know you wish you had it
I've been soaring, don't do stagnant
We pulling up, hop out the Cadillac
All of this sauce, got on my shoe again
We taking off, fly like some Louis Vatton's
We do not stop, I'm on the move again
They love me cuz I never miss
They love me cuz I'm super lit
They love cuz I'm independent
Standing still, but my diamonds dancing
(Yeah)
If I'm looking bummy
I'm on my way to the bank
I got music archiving
It's way too hot, it's too heavy
I'm on my own time shining
Only come when I'm ready
And if it ain't about the money?
No, I'm not at home
Why you sweating me?
Boy why don't you go on?
I been focused, I don't know what they be on
Big drip when they see me I been on
Ice blinging they can tell what I been on
In a drop top bumping Bindy in my zone
French tote, with the cloak
Do my own thing
They be wishing they had the sauce
Like my whole gang
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
They love me cuz I do it so Proper
Written by: India Corley, Joerome Morgan