Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Je' Dah Don
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Je’dah Johnston
Songwriter
Lyrics
They just be talking, yeah
They just be talking
Don
They just be talking, they don't be on shit, yeah
And they mad cause I know that
Not friends with no groupies, they cannot be trusted
They all in the mix and they bopping like Kodak, yeah
I cannot relate
We got nothing in common
Could go cop a watch you a wish on a shooting star for
And I'll make sure it look like a comet
I'm a young nigga who handling business,
yeah
Suit, tie, fitted
Aint claiming nobody cause I'm doing me
They know I ain't shit and I admit it
Multiple streams of income
Gotta check on my cribs, my tenants
She pulling up and she eat up the D
Master the p, no limit
They know that I been the most hated since I was a baby
I guess I be trying these bitches
The fact that they just cannot take it's a fact I can't fake it
I'm G6 flyer than bitches
I'm talking Snoop, Wiz, higher than bitches
Bitch, stop playing
Baby girl know that she ain't on my level, come on
The fuck is we saying
And my necklace, tennis
You don't wanna smoke it's shisha
Your savings, that's pennies
When it comes to these beats, I'm Alicia
Back door, only
So I ain't gotta put no piece up
He fell in love with my number one groupie but she was a headache
I hope that he keep her
Hold on, back it up, back it up
You getting a little close for me
Nowadays y'all tripping out on some other shit
It's getting coke to me
Bitches be looking like less than a mess in a dress
And if that's what you giveyou ain't shit to address
These hoes be hating cause I be laid up like my lace
I be straight and how these bitches press
Ima Young nigga who handling business
Yeah, suit, tie, fitted
Ain't claiming nobody cause I'm doing me
They know I ain't shit
and I admit it
Multiple streams of income
Gotta check on my cribs, my tenants
Yeah, she pulling up and she eat up the D
Master the p, no limit
They know that I been the most hated since I was a baby
I guess I be trying these bitches
The fact that they just cannot take is the fact I can't fake it
I'm G6 flyer than bitches
I'm talking Snoop, Wiz, higher than bitches
Bitch, stop playing
Cause baby girl know that she ain't on my level, come on
The fuck is we saying
Hold on, back it up, back it up
You getting a little close for me
Nowadays y'all tripping out on some other shit
It's giving coke to me
Bitches be looking like less than a mess in a dress
And if that's what you give you ain't shit to address
These hoes be hating
cause I be laid up like my lace
I be straight on how these bitches press
Writer(s): Jedah Johnston
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