Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Coop
Songwriter
Mike Crook
Songwriter
Mixed by Extendo
Songwriter
Perrier Rosewood
Songwriter
Randall Hammers
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Cállate, Mike Crook)
It's pussy water and it hits just like my wrist (Yeah)
Bad bitches, only hoes can't get up in my mix (Oh, yeah)
Bitches talk a lot, but they don't be on shit
Got your **** outside, he want a trick, I'm in the mall throwin' fits
Got me eatin' steak, you eatin' dick
Oh, you ain't got no hoes, you askin' me to send a pic? (Damn)
I'm a first-class, carbon-type bitch (Duh)
I be on vacation more than home-type, bitch
Ayy, fine lil' shit (What?)
Say he want some fine lil' shit (What else?)
Pull up on me in a foreign, some exotic shit
Ice me out, put me up, take me out the mix (Please)
Ayy, fine lil' shit (Whoa)
Say he want a fine lil' hoe
Took your ****, cut him off, check the score (Ooh)
Get the head, run his bread, send him home
Double-C me, broke bitches can't see me
Clown hoes wanna be me, clown hoes lookin' goofy
Took your ****, made a movie, turn into my favorite groupie
Let it go, he gon' choose me, like flow, he don't wanna lose me
It's kinda crazy, he smack my ass and call me baby
Ignore him all day, someone text, now he elated
Left him on read, 'cause I love to keep him waiting (Yeah)
He wanna be my favorite, but I'm runnin' out of favorites (Damn)
Ayy, fine lil' shit (Yeah)
Say he want some fine lil' shit (What else?)
Pull up on me in a foreign, some exotic shit
Ice me out, put me up, take me out the mix (Please)
Ayy, fine lil' shit (Ooh)
Say he want a fine lil' hoe
Took your ****, cut him off, check the score (Damn)
Get the head, run his bread, send him home (Bye)
Written by: Ariel Cooper, Mike Crook, Mixed by Extendo, Perrier Rosewood, Randall Hammers