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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rico Nasty
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Brady
Songwriter
Laura Les
Songwriter
Maria Kelly
Songwriter
Vincent Goodyer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Joshua “Jay Que” Queen
Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Ellis
Mixing Engineer
100 gecs
Producer
18YOMAN
Producer
Mxxwll
Producer
Lyrics
Feeling like fuck a bitch nigga
You and your bitch, nigga
I'll make your eyes water with her mouth, wrist glitter
Pretty face and waist cincher
Don't call me your miss, mister (ew)
She don't want no blunt with me so she sent her big sister
Come and get the bigger picture
Lemonades in big pitchers
At a bitch like a real picture, posted up on IG
Now they wanna come chill with ya
Laugh and crack the seal with ya
I ain't with the dickriding, rather eat a pig's liver
You the type to brag about it, I'm the type to laugh it off
Niggas out here actin' super hard, but dicks be super soft
Bitches smoke my weed, now she wheezing with the COVID cough
Smoke it all or don't smoke at all, motherfucker
Don't get in my way, I gotsta get paid (I gotsta get paid)
Fashionista shades like gyms, we move weights
Party like parades and wake up in a daze
No wonder why they wanna switch bodies and trade places
Don't get in my way, I gotsta get paid (I gotsta get paid)
Fashionista shades like gyms, we move weights
Party like parades and wake up in a daze
No wonder why they wanna switch bodies and trade places
These niggas ain't on shit, these bitches ain't on shit
Put the motherfuckers together, they kids ain't on shit
Fuck all them broke ass pussies, get you some money
'Cause motherfucker, best believe they gonna watch yo' ass
I'm drinking, I'm smoking, I'm twisted
This potent sticky, got me lifted
I'm switching my cars how I switch fits
Raising a bar, keep going hard
'Cause I gotta pay for my baby tuition
Always believing in my intuition
If you want issues, we grant you your wishes
I'm in the hills, but I came from the trenches
Rockin' a trench coat
Ready to go, who wanna come get smoke?
Bang and we let it go
I rather do it than say it, that's facts, you know?
I can't relax no more
I'm workin' 24-7, that's factual
These bitches so practical
Ain't in my lane, what the fuck is you driving for?
Pedal to the floor, they hatin' because they bored
Gettin' so much money, I'm turning into a hoarder
Backpack full of gas, I'm feelin' like that bitch Dora
And I got niggas on my page just beggin' to give me oral
Don't get in my way, I gotsta get paid (I gotsta get paid)
Fashionista shades like gyms, we move weights
Party like parades and wake up in a daze
No wonder why they wanna switch bodies and trade places
Don't get in my way, I gotsta get paid (I gotsta get paid)
Fashionista shades like gyms, we move weights
Party like parades and wake up in a daze
No wonder why they wanna switch bodies and trade places
Writer(s): Maria-cecilia Simone Kelly, Vincent Goodyer, Laura Les, Dylan Brady
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