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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JT
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dane McQuillan
Songwriter
Jatavia Johnson
Songwriter
Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson
Songwriter
Patrick Bodi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danes Blood
Producer
Ben10k
Producer
254bodi
Producer
Dane McQuillan
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
My bitches shakin' ass with their hand out
(Pay up, nigga, pay up)
My bitches shakin' ass with their hand out
(Pay up, nigga, pay up)
My bitches shakin' ass with their hand out
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out (shake that ass, ho)
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out (get that cash, ho)
How the fuck we beefin', you was fanned out? (Make em' mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out (clap your ass, ho)
Had to stay down, bitches ran out (shake that ass, ho)
My card ain't work, so I ran out (get that cash, ho)
The time for these niggas done ran out (make 'em mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
Life's still lifin' (yeah), hoes still mad (why?)
I'd rock consignment before I go out sad (sad)
Uploadin' Kelly's, ho, where your box at? (What up, box ho?)
Say you fuck with Pluto, ho, where your watch at? (Ha)
Last time I checked, I'm the baddest bitch out
Wait, let me check again, still the baddest bitch out (facts)
Fake ass hoes, JT still the realest (yeah)
Big ass veneers, ho, go on about your business (hold on, now)
This ass sit up better than a fitness coach
How the BBL fit? 'Cause it's custom, ho
New Chanel on my lap, it don't touch the floor (nah)
Black truck, pull up, I don't touch the door
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out (shake that ass, ho)
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out (get that cash, ho)
How the fuck we beefin', you was fanned out? (Make em' mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out (clap your ass, ho)
Had to stay down, bitches ran out (shake that ass, ho)
My card ain't work, so I ran out (get that cash, ho)
The time for these niggas done ran out (make 'em mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
Circumcised Bentley, brand new titties (uh)
Everything I want, I get, he give me
I don't do coke, but I don't judge, boo
I met a cool white bitch in the bathroom (hi)
Glock came designed like Angela Simmons
Me and my bitches tight like Lululemon (squad)
Match diamonds in my Audemar
Marry niggas for they green card
Print my name on that Green Dot
If you fuck with me, nigga, that's a flex though (yeah)
I got a trophy on my dresser say, "Best Ho"
Conceited bitch, I ain't worryin' 'bout the next ho
I'm that bitch 'cause I motherfuckin' said so
Bitch, I'm getting money, I ain't ran out (shake that ass, ho)
My bitches shakin' ass with they hand out (get that cash, ho)
How the fuck we beefin', you was fanned out? (Make em' mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out (clap your ass, ho)
Had to stay down, bitches ran out (shake that ass, ho)
My card ain't work, so I ran out (get that cash, ho)
The time for these niggas done ran out (make 'em mad, ho)
I'm still gettin' money, I ain't running out
It's JT, bitch
It's JT
Writer(s): Jatavia Johnson, Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson, Dane Mcquillan, Patrick James Bodi
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