Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Bright
Songwriter
Will Romanill
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Right now, right now, right now)
I can't lie I been steppin' outta line
Make it so ya see me while I'm on the other side
Problem child, we get fuckin wild
Tell me how ya feelin' bitch I'm turnin' up the dial
I can't lie I been steppin' outta line
Make it so ya see me while I'm on the udda side aye
Problem child, we get fuckin wild
Tell me how ya feelin bitch I'm turnin up the dial
Tell it to ya once 'cuz I don't give no fucks
Tell it to ya twice shit I'm tryna' be nice
Tell it to ya buds and give 'em time to fuss
And if you Tell it to ya wife she'll be staying some nights huh
Four five seconds from wildin'
I'm looking for a bad lil bitch to vibe with
I need a lil lovin no need for violence
But I ain't sayin nothing whole team beside me (yup yup)
Drank start drippin come on drop it in my cup (cup)
Veins start feelin, like it's lightening in my blood (blood)
Can't start chillin, everyday I'm in a rush (and when them)
Bands start flippin when you see me catch a buzz
Better let go, let's go, got it from the get go
Let's go, let go, stack another cheque though
Got that retro, petro, burnin in my lex though
Let's go, get low, just because I said so
Been a minute since we gone up on this mission
Like I live a premonition like I seen it in a vision uh
Man listen, speed go fusion after fission
Check the aura, shits a given that you know I like to keep it fuckin'
Yellow, bitch boy, Ima glow
Alien, type of flow, see to me, you a foe like,
Hello, hesitate, then you slow
Clutch drop, kick it low, resonate a little more, bitch
It's a blood sport, call me Gekko god van damn
Mr two sport, drop a gear like "bam bam bam"
Smoke a Newport, hot like the sound system
Yeah this mean war, (waaar)
But it's no way, Gucci bag, price tag
Ten K, touché, want that put on layaway?
Now I got a save face, think i'll cop a couple bags
Put it on my gold fangs, so now you know your damn place
I can't lie I been steppin' outta line
Make it so ya see me while I'm on the other side
Problem child, we get fuckin wild
Tell me how ya feelin' bitch I'm turnin' up the dial
Writer(s): Andrew Heinrich
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