Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yurms
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Abdeel Goodrick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yurms
Producer
prodvsn
Producer
Lyrics
Okay let's go
Said hit my phone, I just came back
You know where I'm at
She off codeine and a swisher
Taking pictures in my bed
She like money, I like sex
Told her shake that ass it's fat
Every night I pray to God, 'cause I know I'm living bad
You know why you come here baby
You can cum here baby
Like the way you say my name, and touch my hair and call me baby
It's a new bitch every night
Every one I think can save me
I'm in California yeah, yeah, I've been Californiacating
I'm talking shit like how I miss her
She think I can fix her
I know what might fix her
Ain't no one can do it like mе
I told her change her twittеr, to Yurmy make her wetter
She get mad and she get bitter
Put my pain up in a swisher
Said you the life of the party (life of the party, yeah)
You came here alone and now you tryna leave with somebody
I feel something, I don't know if its me or the molly (yeah)
Don't hit my phone leave me alone, I can hear you calling (yeah)
Said I won't find nobody like you bitch, I hope not
She know that she bad baby, she just took her clothes off
We just fucking, she not in love, guess that means we both not
She get on her knees for me, and she don't even know god
Face down, ass up, me and her get so hot
How the hell you get to this big age and still have no heart
Lean inside my soda, I might fly a hoe out
Half these hoes is cheap, I only fuck 'em 'cause it's no cost
She said I ain't shit I never was she thought I'd grow up
Need you baby, I get upset
I'm just like the rest, we like drugs, money, sex
Had it all last time I checked
I got money on my teeth and on my wrist and on my neck
Got the whole trap jumpin', Nike I just got a cheque
I might save the whole hood baby
On my YSL shit, a real hood baby
My fingers, wrist, my neck, my bitch even look good baby
Life of the party, I'ma make this understood baby
Said you the life of the party (life of the party, yeah)
You came here alone and now you tryna leave with somebody
I feel something, I don't know if it's me or the molly (yeah)
Don't hit my phone, leave me alone, I can hear you calling (yeah)
Said I won't find nobody like you bitch, I hope not
She know that she bad baby, she just took her clothes off
We just fucking, she not in love, guess that means we both not
She get on her knees for me, and she don't even know god
Face down, ass up, me and her get so hot
How the hell you get to this big age and still have no heart
Lean inside my soda, I might fly a hoe out
Half these hoes is cheap, I only fuck 'em 'cause it's no cost
She said I ain't shit I never was she thought I'd grow up
Written by: Abdeel Salcedo, Jeremy Abdeel Goodrick