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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Corey St.Rose
Corey St.Rose
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey St.Rose
Corey St.Rose
Composer
David Ifopo
David Ifopo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corey St.Rose
Corey St.Rose
Mixing Engineer
David Ifopo
David Ifopo
Producer

Lyrics

I don’t wanna know
So many times I wanna look through your phone
Shawty a dime I can't leave her uh
Shawty a dime I can't leave her alone
I mix the henny with some Coca Cola
I'm in my bag every year different motor
I can not sit here and stress on a chick
I'd rather go and just hit me a lick
I don't wanna know but I do wanna know
All of the stuff that you doing alone
You try to tell me that I'm overthinking
When I got proof what the fuck is you drinking
I smoke a 3.5 to the face
I'm rocking Pradas I don't got no lace
My heart is cold like I'm in Minnesota
I sell out the show I don't need no promoter
I love the way that she throwing it back
But she no good for me girl I can't get attached
She looking good when she singing my raps
Patek on her wrist but she holding my racks
(let's go )
Haven't been home for a week
yeah
I'm really rocking with Shorty… like
Her body type is petite… Like
She wanna ride to the beat
wait wait wait wait wait
She wanna ride to the beat
wait wait wait wait wait
I'm only playing for keeps
St. Rose on the track is a bop..Like
I got the money and fame… Like
Ima soon be on the top
(let's go)
I don’t wanna know
So many times I wanna look through your phone
Shawty a dime I can't leave her uh
Shawty a dime I can't leave her alone
I mix the henny with some Coca Cola
I'm in my bag every year different motor
I can not sit here and stress on a chick
I'd rather go and just hit me a lick
Written by: Corey St.Rose, David "Sprout" Ifopo
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