Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joseph Somers-Morales
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Somers-Morales
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SoMo
Producer
Lyrics
Trying to get my bread right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain, big brain type
You wanna, you wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You, you get that game cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna, you wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so got a proposition
I wanna position myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
Baby, I'm back, oh
St. Laurent black suit
Taking my own advice
Trying to feel brand new
I'm throwing seed down
I'm growing speed now
If you get dizzy
Slam both of your feet down, oh
Put the plant in the dirt
Roll around in a skirt, oh
Hold my hand if it hurts
Bend your back and just say go
Turn around to your face
4-5 when you say blow
Roll the paper up, smoke it all
Until it wakes you up
Trying to get my brеad right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain, big brain typе
You wanna, you wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You, you get that game cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna, you wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so got a proposition
I wanna position myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
(Now, now, now)
Bring it back to my face
Hands on tight
Yeah, I love how you taste
Now, now, now
Say my name, say my name
Destiny in my heart running game (now, now, now)
Squeeze it right, don't you wait
Right on time, I'ma speed in the lane
Let's get nasty, whoa
Come on, baby, you know I'm a pro
Trying to get my bread right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain, big brain type
You wanna, you wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You, you get that game cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna, you wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so got a proposition
I wanna position myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
Writer(s): Joseph Somers-morales
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