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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MAF Teeski
MAF Teeski
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MAF Teeski
MAF Teeski
Lyrics
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Composer
Lily Kaplan
Lily Kaplan
Composer
Alexander Prado
Alexander Prado
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lily Kaplan
Lily Kaplan
Producer
AudioJacc
AudioJacc
Producer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc) Only one I need (only one I want) Girl, I'm so fucked up about you, I can't let you leave I'm steady hearin' all these rumors, but I don't know what to believe (damn) You steady sayin' that you love me But that ain't what expressed to me (that ain't what you showed to me) Out in public, I act happy, but back home, I'm goin' through it (fuck) You keep sayin' how you gon' leave, fuck all that talkin', then, bitch, do it (bye) Brand-new Gen5 on my side, you make me mad, I'ma get to shootin' (frr, frr) And you know I love my bitch, but my first heart go to this music (It's to this music) Play with my heart, play with your life (go) Ridin' with you wrong or right (wrong or right) We at Saks, get what you like (what you like) Pedicure, her toes white (her toes white) I know you love the way I fuck you, way I slut you every night (that's every night) I come through and lay that pipe (I lay that pipe) I caught feelings, Jerry Rice (you know that) I'm a gangster, but still need someone to love on me (love on me) Got trust issues, so I fuck her with my gun on me (I got that strap on me) 5.56, 7.62s, you can't run from 'em (ayy, where you goin'?) That Micro Drac' sing like Beyonce when it get to dumpin' Only one I need I'm a gangster, but still need someone to love on me Only one I need Only one I want You know you my type, you know I love you like my lean, baby Slut you out in private, but in public, you my queen, baby (you my queen, baby) Uh, your Valentine's Day always nice, heard that's your thing, baby (heard that's your thing, baby) The way you get shit done and stand on biz, you need a ring, baby (you need a ring, baby) Bae on my side, chasin' bucks I know you special, mama, I might fuck around and wife you up We be crackin' heads, you think shit sweet, then, nigga, try your luck (come try your luck) Reachin' for my J, it'll get you shot, you gon' be mad as fuck (uh) (Tell me, what you know 'bout love?) I been out here paper chasin', what you know 'bout takin' blood? What you know 'bout playin' the trenches? Standin' ten toes in your hood? I done went and signed a deal, so, bitch, you know my family good These niggas lil'-ass maggots I'm gon' talk and all while she ride it Put a baby in her without askin' If that ass fat, you know that I'ma smack it (you know that I'ma smack it)
Writer(s): Jack Cohen Mungan, Terrance Banks, Lily Kaplan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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