Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lay Bankz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Layia Watkins
Songwriter
Khari Cain
Songwriter
Jirou Anderson Williams
Songwriter
Sheldon Harnick
Songwriter
Jerry Bock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dominic Gordon
Producer
Columbia Sounds Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Needlz
Producer
Lyrics
Sunshine on the beach with my back out
In a two-piece, make a niggа go (wow, wow)
Start blickin', make the city go black out
Walk with a limp, hip hurt like (ow, ow)
Takin' pics with the fans
Don't gotta talk, I'ma just do my dance
They do my emotes, they be tryna steal my stance
I am not human, I'm way too advanced
Come here, come get this
Come here, come get this
Come here, come get this
Come here, come get this
Walk in the party, I'm lit
Don't gotta Bang, but you know I'm a blick
My brother be rockin' his hip with a Glock on his hip
I'm like, "Hold on, don't bang that shh"
Huh, footwork, Lu Kaine that, yeah
Two-step then tang that
Stand on the couch, Rick James that
Tap-tap, mama then bang that
If I was a rich girl
Treat a Benz like a SRT
Brought the whole hood to the VIP
Go hard in them goyard sneaks
Swimmin' in money, I'm in too deep
We in the ritz, but we in two suites
Thirty below on my wrist, like "sheesh!"
Lookin' for a bad bitch like me
Come here, come get this
Come here, come get this
Come here, come get this
Come here, come get this
Writer(s): Khari Cain, Jerry Bock, Dominic Leroy Gordon, Jirou Anderson Williams, Sheldon M. Harnick, Layia Watkin
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