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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Real Meladee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elorm Kobla Nsungwe Dzikunu
Composer
Dionna G. Brown
Songwriter
Shamar Williams Cox
Songwriter
Snapp Beats
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brady "Snapp Beats" Snapp
Producer
Elorm Kobla Nsungwe Dzikunu
Producer
Eddie Hernandez
Producer
Mike Bell “Dark Art Mastering”
Producer
Snappbeats
Producer
Lyrics
[Hook]
Bad bitch, ass the only thing that’s soft
Can’t put my money in the bank, I’d rather use a vault
If I’m liking what you doing, then maybe we can talk
I be making bitches mad, I’m really in they thoughts
‘Bout my bucks, got them bands and ran it up
Tinted up, she can’t hang, a ten or up
Bossed up, tell that girl to boss up
Real street ****, throw up his gang and cough up
[Verse 1: The Real Meladee]
It’s just me and Shimmy, I been takin’ off like Timmy
She a dime, so she can’t hang around no pennies
If you talking ‘bout them bands, then maybe we can talk
Bitches got my name up in they mouth, I hope they floss
If you fly me out to Vegas, still won’t take a loss
I’m the type of bitch you probably never come across
I’m the type of bitch these bitches know just not to cross
It ain’t happen overnight, I turned myself a boss
[Hook]
Bad bitch, ass the only thing that’s soft
Can’t put my money in the bank, I’d rather use a vault
If I’m liking what you doing, then maybe we can talk
I be making bitches mad, I’m really in they thoughts
‘Bout my bucks, got them bands and ran it up
Tinted up, she can’t hang, a ten or up
Bossed up, tell that girl to boss up
Real street ****, throw up his gang and cough up
[Verse 2: Loe Shimmy]
Yeah I’m in my trap I’m baggin’ Z’s, I’m pushin’ heavy P
Slimin’ **** out, I up my drac it’s singing Meladees
Walk down by myself, I drop them long, You think it’s 10 of me
Take ‘em out the game, he ain’t playing fair
Knock down the referee
Got Two-hundred plus
That bitch ain’t bad, can’t even get next to me
Somewhere kick my feet up, bad bitch ridin’ me
Maybach truck got stars inside the ceiling, switch on side of me
Count a hundred plus
I love this feelin’, perkies bitin’ me
Lil baby talkin’ m’s or more, Ain’t no signin’ me
Drop a 50 ball on top his head, that’s just how bad I want him
Fucked her, bouta eat that pussy to sleep, just like some melatonin
Bulletproof, That caddy truck outside ain’t rented
Bitch, I own it
Knock them off the list
I cuddle with my switch when I get lonely
Won’t go out like Mitch
Don’t get me pissed, I swear my stick like Tony
I go see the plug and bring no luggage, just a hundred on me
Say that pussy good, I’m tryna see
Come here and put it on me
[Hook]
Bad bitch, ass the only thing that’s soft
Can’t put my money in the bank, I’d rather use a vault
If I’m liking what you doing, then maybe we can talk
I be making bitches mad, I’m really in they thoughts
‘Bout my bucks, got them bands and ran it up
Tinted up, she can’t hang, a ten or up
Bossed up, tell that girl to boss up
Real street ****, throw up his gang and cough up
Written by: Brady "Snapp Beats" Snapp, Dionna G. Brown, Elorm Kobla Nsungwe Dzikunu, Shamar Williams Cox