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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Enphamus
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K'Noah Franklin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beats By Taz
Producer
Tevin Blands
Producer
@grift
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
(Stupid bitch wanna catch a cold soon as she see that drank)
(I ain't got shit for you but some dick and dank)
(Be on my P shit in the day, but I'ma trick when it's late)
(Don't come to me talkin' 'bout you hungry, bitch, you coulda' had ate)
Why you keep bringin' up yo' hair like I'ma pay for it?
Bitch, send me yo' Cash App, just lay back and wait for it
Took a trip off 'shrooms, came back ridin' a skateboard
I ain't very tall, but wit' this glizzy, bitch I'm 8'4"
Uh, uh, uh, bitch, that's what I got this Drac' for
Pop a bar like Weezy, bitch, that's what I got this drank for, uh
****, why you actin' gay for?
He sendin' IG shots and I'll send tracers, ****, take those
Just 'cause I'm fat, I'm 'posed to be the bigger person, huh?
You think the hardest shit I dropped was "Make Me Nervous," huh?
You want some Louis shoes to go wit' all yo' purses, ma?
You in the Miami , want me payin' for yo' new surgery, huh?
You say you single, why yo' phone on don't disturb, baby?
You called me broke, I had to make you eat yo' words, baby
I love it when you know my songs, bae, that drive me crazy
I love it when you wear yo' thong, bae, you know I'm lazy
I might just spend it 'till I'm broke if you keep fuckin' wit' me
Bae, I'm aggressive, don't you push me, I don't fuck to gently
She say "It's time for teddy bear," I'm a fuckin' grizzly
She got a good heart so I think I'm gon' buy her some titties
You wanna kill yo' man, mama?
Let's draw up a plan, mama
Said it while he layin', get him gone before he stand, mama
Rich, but I act broke 'cause I can't never show my hand, mama
Take you to the trenches, just see through the glitz and glam, mama
Just 'cause I'm fat, I'm 'posed to be the bigger person, huh?
You think the hardest shit I dropped was "Make Me Nervous," huh?
You want some Louis shoes to go wit' all yo' purses, ma?
You in the Miami, want me payin' for yo' new surgery, huh?
You say you single, why yo' phone on don't disturb, baby?
You called me broke, I had to make you eat yo' words, baby
I love it when you know my songs, bae, that drive me crazy
I love it when you wear yo' thong, bae, you know I'm lazy
(Stupid bitch wanna catch a cold soon as she see that drank)
(I ain't got shit for you but some dick and dank)
(Be on my P shit in the day, but I'ma trick when it's late)
(Don't come to me talkin' 'bout you hungry, bitch, you coulda' had ate)
Just 'cause I'm fat, I'm 'posed to be the bigger person, huh?
You think the hardest shit I dropped was "Make Me Nervous," huh?
You want some Louis shoes to go wit' all yo' purses, ma?
You in the Miami, want me payin' for yo' new surgery, huh?
Written by: K'Noah Franklin