Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ShaneRockit
Performer
Troy Taylor
Performer
Pryce Watkins
Performer
Edward Beck
Performer
Shane Daly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troy Taylor
Songwriter
Pryce Watkins
Songwriter
Edward Beck
Songwriter
Shane Daly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ShaneRockit
Producer
Troy Taylor
Producer
Lyrics
So it's like
I'm finna catch it
Ten toes down in my spaceship
That's just how we goin it's the lateness
They gone catch my style it's contagious
I can't even vibe niggas hating
Yea, say she want it slow she can't take dick
I can't tell no lies I can't make this up
Send her back home with my fragrance
You can't tell me shit bitch I'm dangerous
Higher than a kite with you
In the sky with you
I'ma have my tongue spend some time with you
Girl you're not the one but I'll be right with you
You say them other guys they don't vibe with you no
Trying to take you where you wanna go
She get touchy touchy when I want
Yea
Yea
I want your type
But I'm in your legs
And I ain't ya man
But I'm in your bed
And I ain't your thoughts
But I'm in your head
And no RIP but that pussy dead
Shawty break a leg
Gone and break a leg
Let me put some miles on you let me take you there
And I know my heart is cold like its February
I done bossed you up now I'll make you my secretary
Say I, like fly
We can take our time
All night yea
Ten toes down in my spaceship
That's just how we goin it's the lateness
They gone catch my style it's contagious
I can't even vibe niggas hating
Yea, say she want it slow She can't take dick
I can't tell no lies I can't make this up
Send her back home with my fragrance
You can't tell me shit bitch I'm dangerous
In the car but feel like we overseas
You're a queen when you're standing next to me oh
Never told you this but you just what I need
You gonna make a nigga get down on one knee
They spending cash but I hit that shit for free
She on a trial only known her for a week
Yea
Ten toes down in my spaceship
That's just how we goin it's the lateness
They gone catch my style it's contagious
I can't even vibe niggas hating
Yea, say she want it slow she can't take dick
I can't tell no lies I can't make this up
Send her back home with my fragrance
You can't tell me shit bitch I'm dangerous
Writer(s): Edward Beck, Pryce Watkins
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