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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Raq baby
Raq baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Bedford
Brian Bedford
Songwriter
Dezeioun Crudup
Dezeioun Crudup
Songwriter
Imogen Heap
Imogen Heap
Songwriter
Guy Sigworth
Guy Sigworth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe “Don” Donahue
Mixing Engineer
Calvin "Beat Burner" Watson at MMXIX Studios
Calvin "Beat Burner" Watson at MMXIX Studios
Engineer
Dezeioun Crudup
Dezeioun Crudup
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(How the fuck you say your name, lil' twin?)
[Instrumental]
Huh, yeah
[Chorus]
Huh, pick what you want, everything you see is yours
Think it's time to go get a new 'Cat, I ain't ridin' in a Jeep no more
Them folks get behind me, keep goin'
Turn them L's into a lesson, don't try to rewind, I keep goin'
If you break your spine, keep rollin'
She like, "You ain't been home in a minute," I ain't got no time
Gotta go comfort my bitch, she cryin'
Try to kick shit with my bitch all the time
Never be lackin', keep the bitch close to me just like I'm keepin' that blick in the ride
Just like the youngins, they facin' that time
Snake in the grass, face him, he tryna slime
[Verse 1]
Name a time we ain't drop a shell case, name a time we ain't jump out firin'
Why these **** be lyin' for the 'Gram? I wonder why
Diss Hot and he die, this shit a curse, I see it all the time
Drop dot, we'll spin about that diss tonight, don't play that 'bout Ru 5
Before the Crew's back with the switch, we'll tote regular 9
Opps can't throw parties on they block, we spinnin' shit, can't have a regular time, huh
'Round them ****, I feel back door or blick, I ain't smellin' the vibes
Every **** I hang with caught a hat or shot somethin', these ain't no regular guys
[Chorus]
Huh, pick what you want, everything you see is yours
Think it's time to go get a new 'Cat, I ain't ridin' in a Jeep no more
Them folks get behind me, keep goin'
Turn them L's into a lesson, don't try to rewind, I keep goin'
If you break your spine, keep rollin'
She like, "You ain't been home in a minute," I ain't got no time
Gotta go comfort my bitch, she cryin'
Try to kick shit with my bitch all the time
Never be lackin', keep the bitch close to me just like I'm keepin' that blick in the ride
Just like the youngins, they facin' that time
Snake in the grass, face him, he tryna slime
[Verse 2]
In the window, Gucci coat, your bitch say I'm fresh as hell
In the mall, we give 'em hell, don't walk up on shit that's on sale
Want some 'za, take cash or Cash App, I don't really take shit on Zelle
Life been different, I'm a businessman, got a new crib, got mail on mail
Opp think his ho some bad shit, she big as fuck like Willy the whale
Raq changin' up, can't you tell? Know I'm rich as fuck, can't you tell?
Don't wanna suck dick, but you want a Birkin, tell the bitch oh well
Ex-bitch mad as fuck that she moved around, see I'm doin' so well, ****
[Chorus]
Huh, pick what you want, everything you see is yours
Think it's time to go get a new 'Cat, I ain't ridin' in a Jeep no more
Them folks get behind me, keep goin'
Turn them L's into a lesson, don't try to rewind, I keep goin'
If you break your spine, keep rollin'
She like, "You ain't been home in a minute," I ain't got no time
Gotta go comfort my bitch, she cryin'
Try to kick shit with my bitch all the time
Never be lackin', keep the bitch close to me just like I'm keepin' that blick in the ride
Just like the youngins, they facin' that time
Snake in the grass, face him, he tryna slime
Written by: Brian Bedford, Dezeioun Crudup, Guy Sigworth, Imogen Heap
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