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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TJOnline
Vocals
Jadagrace
Vocals
SWIM
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jadagrace Michiko Gordy-Nash
Songwriter
Tyson Coy Stewart
Songwriter
Tyrel Jackson Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pilot Kid
Producer
cdmp3
Producer
Splitmind
Producer
Marshall Bryant
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
TJOnline
Executive Producer
Lyrics
Okay I'm fucked up, geeked out
Give a fuck what a nigga speak 'bout we outside
Never thought I'd be outside, weeks I was weak I'd cry
Percocet and weed couldn't hide, now I don't speak no hi
Now my pockets Jesus Christ, christ
Nasty, gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty, yeah lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty
I don't fuck with no bitch you ashy
No contest, best of the best of the best
I'm a lot to ingest, corset vest
Waist on (small), hips on (dawg), chest on (yes)
I'm so (nasty), quiet as a mouse but my mouth so (nasty)
Heard about ya man and he seems unhappy
Lowkey freak in the street so (classy)
Great like (Gatsby), I'm so nasty
My god I'm so delectable
Infectious just to let you know
My god I'm so delectable
Infectious just to let you know
Nasty, gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty, yeah lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty
I don't fuck with no bitch you ashy
Wouldn't say that you was fly, but you bird-like
Call me Google Maps, I'm trying to help these niggas turn right
Let her finish up a beat like she Kirk Knight
Riding through smoking something loud like a dirt bike (Vrrroom)
How you let your nigga buy your ass a Coach bag? (How)
Guess he got his C's confused, huh, so sad (Wow)
Steady talking bout your spouse, how they're so bad
That shit ain't adding up to me
It don't make no math (I don't get it)
Mask on in the house, it's a Madvilla (Doom)
I been leaning older lately, I'm the dad killer (Pops)
I been fencing on the low, I'm a stab giver
Bought your girl a 4 for 4 and got a crab dinner (Crab for me)
Can't leave the hoes alone, they just too fun
Big steppin' on you, each toe weighs two tons (Bam)
I'm a band member, homie got a few drums (Blam)
And I'm like the tiny lollipop, I'm going 2 Dum's
Good grief, rock-a-bye baby dick give her good sleep
I'm the type of nigga don't Twitter don't speak
I'll pull up gimme addy gimme street
I'll pull up just me just me just me just me
No ski just me we'll see, we'll see
Yeah chopper waterfall, it'll rain on me!
Superhero Swim give you TLC
Okay I'm fucked up, geeked out
Give a fuck what a nigga speak 'bout, we outside
Never thought I'd be outside, weeks I was weak I'd cry
Percocet and weed couldn't hide, now I don't speak no hi
Now my pockets Jesus Christ, christ
Nasty, gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty, yeah lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty (nasty)
Gimme lil some lil nasty
I don't fuck with no bitch you ashy
Writer(s): Tyrel Jackson Williams, Aidan Crotinger, Jacob Rivera, Coy Tyson Stewart, Calvin Joel Dickinson, Jadagrace Michiko Gordy Nash
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