Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paris Texas
Performer
Adrian Waller
Lead Vocals
Wale Onayemi
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paris Texas
Songwriter
William Lemos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paris Texas
Producer
Billy Lemos
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Aye, said I told you it's gon' take a minute
Huh, it ain't no swag unless them **** in it
Aw, got a hunnid on the dashboard
Asphyxiation, she want me to choke her with a camcorder
Oh, that couldn't be my bitch
That couldn't be my bitch
That couldn't be my bitch, hell nah
Huh, huh, huh, counting up racks, I'm rich, huh
Counting up racks, I'm rich, huh
Counting up racks, I'm rich, yeah
[Chorus]
Mental
I get mental
Jump around this ho, better run it
Let's go dummy
Let's get dummy
Only do this once, we can't settle
For the middle
Let's get mental
Jump around this ho, better run it
Let's go dummy
Let's get dummy
**** know I'm on one
[Verse 2]
Pull up to the château
Chilling with a gap tooth
Popping with the metal
My heart vexed
Stupid lil' bitch
Stupid lil' bitch
Fucking on a hick
They like my n—
**** Rick Owen
Signing with an omen
I need a milla
Ghost like Miller
**** 'bout to ball out
Pull up with the SCARs out
**** know far out
Wait
[Chorus]
Mental
I get mental
Jump around this ho, better run it
Let's go dummy
Let's get dummy
Only do this once, we can't settle
For the middle
Let's get mental
Jump around this ho, better run it
Let's go dummy
Let's get dummy
**** know I'm on one
[Outro]
First things first, I wanna touch that thot
If I wanna get it, then I go, and then it's got
I got her just glitching, speaking tongues, I hit her spot
I just money spread, I hit a séance on the spot
Jehovah-hovah-hovah, watch me turn up, oh my God
It's so many levels 'fore you ever see the top
She reaching for Heaven, she a angel in my eyes
I'ma melt her wings before I ever let it fly
Written by: Paris Texas, William Lemos