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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bri’Aja Jones
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bri’Aja Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maestro Wons
Maestro Wons
Producer
boyband
boyband
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, hey, okay
Hey, hey, okay
Spoon, spoon, okay
Why you **** got a problem with a bitch who out here getting paid?
I get geeked on God, but she's the real one, blow that to the face
He think I'm the one, so I move solid, never in the way
I be lit regardless, never need a man to lead the way
Bitches always wanna be cool, but I can't follow hoes
I need me some big diamonds in the bankroll
She said she gon' do the most for me, so I think ten toes
He know I'ma always keep it P, so I cannot fold
Hey, I cannot fold
He know that he fuckin' with the spook and I cannot go
Bitches love to mimic what I do and what I say, so
If you wanna be a fan, I'll put a bitch on payroll
Hey, I put a bitch on
I said, "I want diamonds," he said, "Which ones?"
He said that he like his bitches bougie, rockin' Rick On's
He said that he like the way I do it, I'm too far gone
All you **** got a problem with a bitch who out here gettin' paid
I get geeked on God, bitch, it's the real one, blow that to the face
He think I'm the one, so I move solid, never in the way
I be lit regardless, never need a man to lead the way
Bitches always wanna be cool, but I can't follow hoes
I need me some big diamonds in the bankroll
She said she gon' do the most for me, so I think ten toes
He know I'ma always keep it P, so I cannot fold
Hey, I cannot fold
Always keep it P, so I think ten toes
Written by: Bri’Aja Jones
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