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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nardo Wick
Nardo Wick
Vocals
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Horace Walls
Horace Walls
Songwriter
Aaron Rogers
Aaron Rogers
Composer
Ahmar Bailey
Ahmar Bailey
Songwriter
Devante McCreary
Devante McCreary
Songwriter
Luke Beasley
Luke Beasley
Composer
Miles Jordan Dorre
Miles Jordan Dorre
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Hazel
Kid Hazel
Producer
Aaron Rogers
Aaron Rogers
Producer
Luke Beasley
Luke Beasley
Producer
MilesMadeit
MilesMadeit
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Mathew Testa
Mathew Testa
Engineer
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer
Prod LB
Prod LB
Producer
Rogoprod
Rogoprod
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh
Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
[Verse 1]
Cool ****, I don't do the most, I leave that to the hoes
Ooh, they like the way I talk, the way I wear my clothes
You don't want me in the streets, you better block the road
I'm like my bankroll, ain't never been the type to fold
Got **** mad, on IG muggin' out my pictures
Lil Wick ain't fuckin' off, Lil Wick gettin' richer
Get your money back, can't if tell 'em veneers or dentures
If it's fuck you, then it's fuck you, ain't no fakin' with you
I can write a book on how to be a real ****
She can write a book on how to be a man pleaser
I can write a book on how to be a made ****
Them boys can write a book on how to be some bitch ****
[Chorus]
Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh
Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that **** (Big Za)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, almost forgot I was that ****, baby (Yeah)
Took so many losses, I forgot I was a winner, baby (Yeah)
You wanna run it up, come get in with us, baby (Come here, bae)
Bend it over like you playin' center, baby
Down, set, hut, yeah
We don't tolerate disrespect, we nip that in the bud (Yeah)
If you lie to me, ain't takin' you to Louis, baby (Baby)
Keep it P, I buy you Emilio Pucci, baby (Keep it P, baby)
Givenchy with the room, ****
Neck look like a pool, **** (****)
I'm a whole mood, **** (****)
Dlow got the juice, **** (****)
I'm riding Bentley with 200K in blues, **** (In blues, ****)
It cost an arm and leg to walk inside these shoes, **** (Yeah)
Bae, come here, I want my hands all on your whole body (Come here, baby)
I was walkin' in the rain, now I pull up 'Rari (Vyoom)
I'm ridin' with dog shit, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
I'm ridin' with dog shit, look like I did a robbery (****)
[Chorus]
Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh
Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Almost forgot I was that ****
Written by: Aaron Rogers, Ahmar Bailey, Devante McCreary, Horace Walls, Luke Beasley, Miles Jordan Dorre
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