Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sebastian Cardona
Songwriter
Brandon Shimabukuro
Songwriter
Lyrics
Mm
Mm
Tell the head rock boy
Write a letter to the coppa
Toys is feeling warms
And wires getting hotter
With a whoop-whoop
And womp-womp
Eyes is feeling throbby, on god
Talm bout some cake
Words is sounding sloppy
Oh shit, almost let you get away
Looking mad with them skin tights
Every kind of way
Hit slo-mo and be kind
When i'm trying to rewind
Hit me with the Slick Rick
Knowledge making me blind
See that?
Oh god
Ta-Talkin' bout some hidden cake
Oh shit
I Almost let u get away
She almost caught me slippin'
She know that I be trippin'
Says she sees me creepin' on her features
That's why she sneaks them in her pics
When she's flickin' it just a little bit
Confident then I'm feelin' it
Trying to see if my discipline's
Running from long distance
Well Annie are you ok
'Cause it be like damn Annie ok
I see you got that work
That thing you got berserk
I can't even put in words
There's some things that
you just don't say, ok
Like oh god
Talm bout some hidden things
I'm feelin' like oh shit
I almost let u get away
Almost let you get away, baby
Writer(s): Sebastian Cardona
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