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310babii feat. BabyTron, permission slip (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
310babii
310babii
Vocals
BabyTron
BabyTron
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kameron Milner
Kameron Milner
Songwriter
James Johnson IV
James Johnson IV
Songwriter
Larry Jacks
Larry Jacks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cartier
Cartier
Producer
Quazelle
Quazelle
Recording Engineer
Sean Sauce Chapman
Sean Sauce Chapman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Like what? Like baow
What? (Alright then, Cartier)
[Chorus]
Walked in, no chains, but a **** still glowin' (Huh?)
No permission slip, so that mean I ain't goin' (Nah)
She walked in with jeans, but her ass still showin' (Huh?)
Touched seven figures, bank account still growin' (What?)
She don't speak English, so I put her in the foreign (In a foreign)
Anything less than two mill', I'm ignorin' (Yeah)
Cut a bitch quick, she get no chance if she annoyin' (Cut)
Puttin' hoes to work, yeah, I'm the one that do employin' (Work, work)
[Verse 1]
Puttin' hoes to work, yeah, I'm a CEO (Huh?)
I'ma expose her to a life she never seen before (Yeah)
All these **** tryna press you, but it's me you want (It's me)
Told her a whip ain't shit, baby, which V you want? (That ain't shit)
Yeah, I'm card swipin', young star shinin' (Yeah)
Yeah, I gotta get that bag, I go hard behind it (Go hard)
She walk around with all that ass, I gotta get behind it (Uh)
I'm top rank, it's not hard for y'all to get reminded (Yeah)
High IQ, you **** on a lower level (What?)
Just to set the record straight, I ain't never settled (Nah)
Let 'em dig they own graves, here, hold the shovel
So first place, walk around with gold medals (What? What?)
[Chorus]
Walked in, no chains, but a **** still glowin' (Yeah)
No permission slip, so that mean I ain't goin' (Nah)
She walked in with jeans, but her ass still showin' (Yeah)
Touched seven figures, bank account still growin' (Huh?)
She don't speak English, so I put her in the foreign (No English)
Anything less than two mill', I'm ignorin' (Yeah)
Cut a bitch quick, she get no chance if she annoyin' (Gettin' cut)
Puttin' hoes to work, yeah, I'm the one that do employin' (Work, work)
[Verse 2]
Puttin' hoes to work like the night shift
Fuck and leave, I'm not the one you spend the night with (Hell nah, hell nah)
He in a Beetle, bitch, we only slide in fly whips (Huh?)
And bitch, I'm flyer than a beetle when the light hit (What?)
Yeah, I'm doin' the employin', where the applications?
Yeah, I'm somewhere in the hills with the mansion gated
When these hoes see me out, they be fascinated (Yeah)
It ain't nothin' 'bout my life that's exaggerated (Not)
It ain't even been a year since I graduated
And I'm still schoolin' ****, bitch, I'm activated (What?)
Any beat they load up, gettin' assassinated (Yeah)
I'm in love with the money, I'm infatuated (Huh?)
[Chorus]
Walked in, no chains, but a **** still glowin' (What?)
No permission slip, so that mean I ain't goin' (Nah)
She walked in with jeans, but her ass still showin' (Still showin')
Touched seven figures, bank account still growin' (Yeah)
She don't speak English, so I put her in the foreign (In a foreign)
Anything less than two mill', I'm ignorin' (Yeah)
Cut a bitch quick, she get no chance if she annoyin'
Puttin' hoes to work, yeah, I'm the one that do employin' (Yeah, I'm the one)
[Verse 3]
Told lil' mama shake that ass just like a hand warmer
She can make it go in slo-mo, can make it fast forward
Told her when I'm off the road I'll get that bag for her
Same play in air in tipoff and the last quarter
I'm off three tens, baby, let me see your soak city
I can see your nipple piercings, you might as well show titties
I just wanna head tap you, ho, I don't want no kitty
Here's a couple thousand, bae, you know that it ain't no biggie
Me and my bitch got some matchin' bags, no Diddy
Fitting room at Moose Knuckles, she like, "Don't this coat fit me?"
If you tryna learn the game, then come and learn with Coach Jimmy
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
[Chorus]
Walked in, no chains, but a **** still glowin' (What?)
No permission slip, so that mean I ain't goin' (Nah)
She walked in with jeans, but her ass still showin' (Still showin')
Touched seven figures, bank account still growin' (Yeah)
She don't speak English, so I put her in the foreign (In a foreign)
Anything less than two mill', I'm ignorin' (Yeah)
Cut a bitch quick, she get no chance if she annoyin'
Puttin' hoes to work, yeah, I'm the one that do employin' (Yeah)
Written by: James Johnson IV, Kameron Milner, Larry Jacks
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