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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mykki Blanco
Mykki Blanco
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matrixxman
Matrixxman
Producer
Sinden
Sinden
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
DJ, DJ, prime club minister, play my track, 'cause the beat is sinister
DJ, DJ, prime club minister, play my track, 'cause the beat is sinister
Strobe light, blink, b-b-blink, blink
I feel like somebody roofied my drink, d-d-drink, drink
Dance floor politics, asses out, asses out your shorty
You's about to get worked the fuck out
[Verse 2]
Some bitches came, some bitches conquer
Some bitches got laid down in the slaughter
Bad motherfucker, b-bad motherfucker
What a sad motherfucker, let me dust this motherfucker
[Verse 3]
Pretty girls, pretty girls travel in packs
So all you bitch-made **** stop talkin' back
So all you bitch-made **** better count your stacks
So all you bitch-made **** better watch your backs
[Verse 4]
It's a war our here, the real VS the gimmicks
They all wanna be stars, but they hearts ain't in it
They all wanna go far, but it's survival of the fittest
So a spitter killer likes me come around and fucking ends it
[Verse 5]
See it in her eyes, cats wanna play
Let me roll the dice, see what I can lay
Lady feeling right, see what I can slay
Haze, boogie, life, fiends like to walla, gullies like to walla
[Verse 6]
See it in her eyes, cats wanna play
Let me roll the dice, see what I can lay
Lady feeling right, see what I can slay
Haze, boogie, life, fiends like to walla, gullies like to walla
[Verse 7]
(Where she come from?)
How this bitch gettin' here?
What this faggot doin' here?
Sludge fucker, listen here
Attack from the back, I'ma leap from your sleep
Somebody get me a staff so I can herd these fuckin' sheep
When my shit drop, it hits the six million circulation
Illuminati, who?
Illuminati nation
The great white hype, yes, Miss Blanco
Got all these cats shook from LA to Toronto
Got all my flights booked, Cape Town to London
Paris and Geneva, Tokyo to Compton
The thriller in vanilla, laid 'em countin' scrilla
Only top biller, only rocks my ****
Yeah, we rock, my ****, to the top we'll figure
The great white hype, Miss Blanco, game killer
[Verse 8]
I think they forgot what this shit supposed to sound like
[Verse 9]
See it in her eyes, cats wanna play
Let me roll the dice, see what I can lay
Lady feeling right, see what I can slay
Haze, boogie, life, fiends like to walla, gullies like to walla
[Verse 10]
See it in her eyes, cats wanna play
Let me roll the dice, see what I can lay
Lady feeling right, see what I can slay
Haze, boogie, life, fiends like to walla, gullies like to walla
Written by: Mykki Blanco
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