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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chy Cartier
Chy Cartier
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Kabengele
Bryan Kabengele
Composer
Chyna Dacrie
Chyna Dacrie
Songwriter
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bkay
Bkay
Producer
Amonthemix
Amonthemix
Mixing Engineer
Antonio Mereu
Antonio Mereu
Mixing Engineer
Bkay Beats
Bkay Beats
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Ask what's new?
Like you know that I've been in the stu'
Foot in the cooking
I don't like ugly, never dependent
Come good looking
Ask for her man
And I say "I don't know", but my bredrin took him
Bookings, bookings
Me I get bookings
Booked and busy, no more yo!
[Verse 1]
No more Lizzy
Slapping on Cash Cobain get slizzy
Fam' are you dizzy?
Don't try diss me, 'fore I start countin'
One Mississippi, two Mississippi
And when I get to three, I bet you that it gets dark
I bet you that it gets shitty
What cause I'm pretty?
Don't get it twisted, don't try diss this
One likkle fish this
Tick off the hit list, like one wish list
And if it's a issue they all fall down like a tissue
I'll fix that quickly
Tell me you're with me
These bitches my daughters, they come like my pickni
I've never been a pick me, never been a pick me, never been a pick me
I'm up writing and it's three two oh
Like sixty
My hair got bangs
And my sis came with a pixie
Remember my school days
Rock in the hallways
Skipping detention
And I still bring smoke like Benson
BBL bitches die for attention
[Chorus]
Ask what's new?
Like you know that I've been in the stu'
Foot in the cooking
I don't like ugly, never dependent
Come good looking
Ask for her man
And I say "I don't know", but my bredrin took him
Bookings, bookings
Me I get bookings
Booked and busy, no more yo!
[Verse 2]
No tit for tat ting
They know the drill like I'm bringing it back in
And when I stop counting
It's gonna sound like I'm clapping
Onomatopoeia bap bappin'
Mbappe
I'm with the strikers not with the typers
They're not on snapping
Quick get it cracking
Quick get it yo
I rock the bang and it's banging
Them bitches beg and ain't hanging
**** say the wrong word and we hang him
Don't let me go for the stick man, stick man
This ain't no theory, put it in practice when you hear big bang
Your **** just said he's a big fan
And I'm like "rah" like "shit damn"
My balance steady, yin yang
I'm like a force, can't withstand
Wrap the lace round like a wristband
Get this shit frying like oil to a big pan, big pan, big pan, big pan
They know it's peak, bring heat when this hit land
Outta luck, bitches stuck like quick sand
[Chorus]
Ask what's new?
Like you know that I've been in the stu'
Foot in the cooking
I don't like ugly, never dependent
Come good looking
Ask for her man
And I say "I don't know", but my bredrin took him
Bookings, bookings
Me I get bookings
Booked and busy, no more yo!
Written by: Bryan Kabengele, Chyna Dacrie, Irving Adjei
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