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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
M. F. COOPER
M. F. COOPER
Songwriter
Brian Brown
Brian Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Baredex
Baredex
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, okay You now tuned into (Woo!) Yung Skrrt FM Okay Let's go Let's go, let's go Hey, c'mere for a minute, lemme talk to you Ay, ay, ay Lemme tap in Shawty comin' back with the backend I'mma have to get the dress all with a napkin (Woo, woo) You thought you were gettin' all the money but it's lackin' I've been smokin' heavy on that cherry pie packin' Runnin' red to green onto the bay like I'm the Packers Takin' all the supplements I'm countin' all the stackers I don't make no money, I'm a stonk man Elephant the trunk man I got caramel on my color I'm a cold case Everybody know that you a short phase I'mma stay around the whole time 'cause I'm a long phase Why you gotta act so damn sad, why with the long face? If that shit hurt, go to the chiroprac' for the back pain I be eatin' carbohydrates late with Mac Maine Give me everything you god damn got, give me the whole damn train I ain't never ever ever sellin' beats on Traktrain I make all that dust kinda like a dalmatian Call me Cruella de Ville the way I got the fur If you talkin' shit you enthusiastically meet the curb I make this shit go bloop bloop bloop like a bird Like a bird Like a bird Like a bird Like a bird Like a bird What's the word of the day? Askelobefitz What the hell do that mean? I couldn't tell you shit Maybe it's like, uhh When you got the askew lobes And they don't wanna fit You know, the askelobefitz
Writer(s): Matthew Cooper, Brian Benjamin Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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