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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Br3nya
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Br3nya
Songwriter
P. Montana
Composer
C Biggz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P. Montana
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sometimes classy, sometimes ratchet
C Biggz on the beat
Rah boy, DJ P Montana una
[Verse 2]
Uh, I got skill, mad sex appeal
He can tell by the feel that this ass is real
Bitch, I ain't a snack, I'm a whole damn meal
When I step up in the place, bitch, I'm bound to kill
What, what, nice for bludclart, what
I ain't givin' **** time like a bludclart watch
If a **** by my side, he a bludclart boss
If I used to be your wife, that's your bludclart loss, what
[Verse 3]
The bag is secured, like your man has
And yes, I been the bomb, no Baghdad
**** steady, askin' "Brow, how you bag that?"
And if you're lookin' you can find me where the cash at
Cash at, get more head than a snapback
All they do is pree my thing like it's Snapchat
He weren't lyin' when he say that I'ma triple threat
Dark skin, slim waist, and a fat back
[Verse 4]
Sometimes classy, sometimes ratchet
If I throw it back make sure you can catch it
I'm a whole flame and these bitches is matchsticks
If you had my password you still couldn't hack this
Don't watch me, you can't afford this shit
Only time I ring his line is when I'm bored as shit
Got him on his knees, praisin' the lord for this
I don't want a piece a cake, I want all of this
[Verse 5]
Uh, I got skill, mad sex appeal
He can tell by the feel that this ass is real
Bitch, I ain't a snack, I'm a whole damn meal
When I step up in the place, bitch, I'm bound to kill
What, what, nice for bludclart, what
I ain't givin' **** time like a bludclart watch
If a **** by my side, he a bludclart boss
If I used to be your wife, that's your bludclart loss, what
[Verse 6]
He say I'm bad, he prolly right
I got the juice, gimme the Sprite
No Maggi cube but I'll spice up your life
Know what to do and I know what you like
On my grind, so don't come flex on me
I'm tryna pull up in the Porsche all sexily
And they can try but them can't get next to me
He want my child but that ain't my destiny, yeah
He's callin', callin', what do you want from me?
Don't call me darling if you won't ride for me
Baby, I can give you the green light
As long as your eyes on me
We can catch a vibe if it feels right
So come take a ride with me, aye
[Verse 7]
Uh, I got skill, mad sex appeal
He can tell by the feel that this ass is real
Bitch, I ain't a snack, I'm a whole damn meal
When I step up in the place, bitch, I'm bound to kill
What, what, nice for bludclart, what
I ain't givin' **** time like a bludclart watch
If a **** by my side, he a bludclart boss
If I used to be your wife, that's your bludclart loss, what
Written by: Nana Brenya