Top Songs By Mannymore
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mannymore
Performer
MVNA
Performer
Orfa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Songwriter
Jordan Terrell Carter
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
Tariq 'BL$$D' Sharrieff
Songwriter
Jarrod "Twisco" Morgan
Songwriter
Mark Williams
Songwriter
Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood
Songwriter
Devon Chisolm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannymore
Producer
MVNA
Producer
Orfa
Producer
Lyrics
Ever since I was a jit
Knew I was the shit (Ooh, yeah)
Shorty keep wanna come 'round
She wanna get hit
(Wanna get hit so hard)
She think she the main because I keep her by my side
Double-O, bust down the watch
She know that I'm timeless (Timeless)
I put my son in some Rick
I pull that gun off the hip
Pockets hold twenty-two clips (Ah)
I break her heart, Comme Garçons
Put on a shirt, get put on a blimp
Bitch like a stain, get ready to lick
I had to tell her that ever since I was a jit
Knew I was the shit (Oh)
She singin' my songs, she wanna die lit
Tryna get hit
House like a bank, deposit this bitch
Deposit that check
Smile on my face, ain't playing shit
Come and get checked (Uh)
Ice on my neck, double-O wrist
She in the Scat, hell of a 'Cat
Fresh out the trench, four hundred packs
Uh, yeah, I'm spinnin' in Paris (Uh)
Dress for these hoes, they finna flock
Just poured a four in a soda, it pop
Them drugs finna hit, I'm feelin' ill
I'm wrestlin' all of my demons
I feel like The Rock
(Shit, uh, yeah)
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit (Jit, ooh, nah)
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist (Dumb bit')
XO tatted all over her body, yeah (Yeah)
She just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah
Ever since I was jit, I been legit (Ooh, nah, uh)
You should let her go, she wanna be it (Oh, yeah)
Double-O tatted on her body, yeah
It don't matter what they say, I'm timeless, yeah
Oh, city on fire when I'm comin' home
Fill up the sky (Yeah), I fill up the Dome
They'll play it one day (Yeah)
It's a hell of a show
But it's gonna hurt 'cause we did it first
Feel like Skateboard P, BBC boys on the creep
Feel like it's '03
Neptune drum with a beam (Yeah)
She hippie-flippin' a bean
She wanna fuck with the team
She fell in love with the cream (Yeah)
She fell in love with the scene
Ooh, yeah, her man quiet, not a peep
Broke his heart, PTSD
Hold his chest, let it breathe
Let it breathe, **** scheme
And I got a priest, he got a cross
Get out of line, send him to God
I shed a tear, pray for a loss, ooh, yeah
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit (legit, Ah Ah)
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist (Yeah fee Ahh)
XO tatted all over her body, yeah (Body, yeah)
She just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah
Ever since I was jit, I been legit (Ooh, nah)
You should let her go, she wanna be it (Oh, nah)
Double-O tatted on her body, yeah (Mhh)
It don't matter what they say, I'm timeless Yeah
Written by: Abel Tesfaye, Blessed, Devon Chisolm (Lawson), Evan Kobe Hood, Jarrod "Twisco" Morgan, Jordan Terrell Carter, Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood, MIKE DEAN, Mark Williams (Oji), Pharrell Williams, Raul Cubina, Tariq 'BL$$D' Sharrieff, Tariq Anwar-bassett Sharrieff