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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quieonta Ridley
Songwriter
Demetrius Northam
Songwriter
Lyrics
Ain't no more wasting my time I gotta get to the cheese
I know we wasted right now but baby I still gotta eat
I'm trynna go deep all in your throat
Pour me a drink roll up the smoke
She got a feeling I'm doin'em both
This are little secret nobody will know
Hella nahh I can't sober up
Drowning out all this pain I need me another cup
Racks I've been counting for days went got my hardness up
Can't go back to them broke days so I gotta run it up
Yeah I gotta run it up run it up
I don't trust that bitch I no she treeshed up
Ohhh that youngin smooth like he be greased up
I put two and two together just like a lil hand shake
She got a lil pretty face these bands gone make her ass shake
I deal with all problems so problems in the past babe
I deal with all my partners so you no they gettin cash babe
I got this shit and it's all off the steezy
I got some feelings the rest of them leaving
When I feel wasted I feel that you need me
When I get wasted I feel that you need me
Ain't no more wasting my time I gotta get to the cheese
I know we wasted right now but baby I still gotta eat
I'm trynna go deep all in your throat
Pour me a drink roll up the smoke
She got a feeling I'm doin'em both
This are little secret nobody will know
Hella nahh I can't sober up
Drowning out all this pain I need me another cup
Racks I've been counting for days went got my hardness up
Can't go back to them broke days so I gotta run it up
Yeah I gotta run it up run it up
Fifty twenties make a rack
Gotta hundred and fifty twenties in my back pock
Got the green and had to taxed
I'll poke a nigga like cacti
If a nigga ever try to jack I
She ain't Megan Thee Stallion but she got a jack ass
Pushing thru cash app but don't got a cash app
Do he get money like why did you asked dat
Hold on please don't waste it
I feel way too wasted
my time baby don't waste it
Solo cup turn double cup so I don't got to case it
Damn I know you're wasted
Cause you see a nigga wasted and we both are gettin faded uh
Ain't no more wasting my time I gotta get to the cheese
I know we wasted right now but baby I still gotta eat
I'm trynna go deep all in your throat
Pour me a drink roll up the smoke
She got a feeling I'm doin'em both
This are little secret nobody will know
Hella nahh I can't sober up
Drowning out all this pain I need me another cup
Racks I've been counting for days went got my hardness up
Can't go back to them broke days so I gotta run it up
Yeah I gotta run it up run it up run it up
Writer(s): Quieonta Ridley
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