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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Ink
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Todd Collins
Composer
Shane Lindstrom
Composer
Tim Gomringer
Composer
Kevin Gomringer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murda Beatz
Producer
Cubeatz
Producer
Joey Galvan
Recording Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, you know
(Murder on the beat so it's not nice)
Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin'
Bend it over, yoga stretchin'
Supersoka, change clothes
Different city, same hoes
Bust a move, she got more, yeah
You know, titties tuggin' on my jewels, yeah
You know, Stacey Dash, shawty clueless
Hands down, head clappin' where the tool at
Woo, money man on a mission
I got 'em standin' at attention
I just throw my hand like I'm fishin'
I just give that ass some ambition
I'm really hopin' I can touch it, no conditions
You say you need a shower, well I got hella ammunition
Just pop somethin' for me, while I pop another RosƩ
Now she lookin' at me like, "Don't spray"
I'm just sayin', huh, you know I'm the man, huh
Rollin' up a gram, huh, toss a couple grands high
It's your jam, huh, peanut butter skin, huh
Where you been all my life? Where you been? Huh
Parkin' lot pimpin' out at Follies (woah)
Thought I seen your ass lookin' thottie (woah)
I kill the scene, zip it up inside a body bag (yeah)
And then I dump a bag on your body
Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin'
Bend it over, yoga stretchin'
Supersoka, change clothes
Different city, same hoes
Bust a move, she got more, yeah
You know, titties tuggin' on my jewels, yeah
You know, Stacey's dad, shawty clueless
Hands down, head clappin' where the tool at
Woah, bend it over, head and shoulders
Money shower, drop and hold it
Your friends bustin' it but you been talkin' on it
I can tell you, Kelly Rowland
Baby, better get your mind and your act right
And know that I am not the holy rap type
She told me sit like my hands 'round my back tied
And let her come and take me on my last ride, woah
Who am I, baby? Who am I?
Cold nigga, pulled pimpin' like it's do or die
I killed her, zip it up inside a body bag
And then I throw a bag on your body
Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin'
Bend it over, yoga stretchin'
Supersoka, change clothes
Different city, same hoes
Bust a move, she got more, yeah
You know, titties tuggin' on my jewels, yeah
You know, Stacey Dash, shawty clueless
Hands down, head clappin' where the tool at
You know
You know
You know
Writer(s): Ozan Yildirim, Shane Lindstrom, Kevin Gomringer, Brian Collins, Tim Gomringer
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