Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Cuero
Songwriter
Al Gene Fisher III
Songwriter
Gabe Lucas
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, yeah, yeah, aye, aye
Baby, you know that my price went up
Had to leave her in the past cause she had me feeling stuck
But now I'm with you and I might've struck luck
Tryna be a gentleman, but you know I wanna fuck, yeah
Way that booty poking out, it got me going crazy
Hit that shit so good, so I know she wanna date me
Reaching through my pants, I don't even gotta say please
When I get her going, yeah, you know we can't stop
Ex real mad cause you is what she not
She bringing out the better side of me, I give it all I got
When it come to you, I put in work, I'm punching in my clock
Yeah, she mad you got me now, that my price went up
My price went up
Yeah, my price went up
My price went up
Yeah, my price went up
Woah, woah, woah
I know when my price went up
Ex-friend calling man I'm fucking in the cut
Stripper booty got me smacking ones on the butt
Coming home drunk, baby, I want a nut
Keep it 100,
I want you and not another
She tryna meet my mother
Every time, baby, bring that shit up
And I'm tryna keep it cool
Switching up the subject, but I'll never switch on you
Gripping on it public, that's the way I move
Always dripping, I make her pussy ooze
Beat that thing down till it come unloose
Bet my ex mad cause she can't re-choose
Get in my bag, I can fit in two
What you getting to?
I'm tryna see you
It's been a minute
It's been a minute
I'm tryna finish,
I'm like a chemist
Drowning in liquid
Got you a ticket
Pick you up like a midget,
I'm so addicted
Baby, you know that my price went up
Had to leave her in the past cause she had me feeling stuck
But now I'm with you and I might've struck luck
Tryna be a gentleman, but you know I wanna fuck, yeah
Way that booty poking out, it got me going crazy
Hit that shit so good, so I know she wanna date me
Reaching through my pants, I don't even gotta say please
When I get her going, yeah, you know we can't stop
Tryna make it to the spot, but we fucking in the car
Straddling my seat while we cruise the boulevard
Fucking anywhere, we don't even need a Aireloom
Shopping sprees, and you know we fucking in the fitting room
New girl got me in my bag and I'm focused
Now my neck frozen, it's so easy to notice
Pull up valet, got these bitches always scoping
Price been going up, don't even care if you notice
Cause my new bitch badder, I'm thinking that we all know this
She got me going crazy when I'm surfing in that ocean
Love it when we spending time, you be on my mind, yeah, yeah
When I'm with you, my life feel like it ain't ever boring
Every time I hit it, I be scoring Mike Jordan
Think I'm liking this new situation we exploring
Had to trade in my old shit for something foreign
Price went up
My price went up
Yeah, my price went up
My price went up
Yeah, my price went up
Woah, woah, woah
My price went up
My price went up
Yeah, my price went up
My price went up
Yeah, my price went up
Woah, woah, woah
Writer(s): Jacob Cuero
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