Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
F Mansaray
Songwriter
Winnis Beats
Songwriter
Lyrics
What you working it?
Uh
What you working wit?
(Ah, ah)
Milaa
Let me talk my shit
If I get in my feelings
Best believe they gon feel it
Always bum ass hoes
Swallow dick bitch I ain't with it
Time to check these people temperature
Know you ain't no competitor
Cause ever since I dropped
They tryna pen they lil metaphors
Niggas always in phone
"Milaa when you coming through?"
Look at your bitches, then ask
Why would I be fucking you
Put my number in his phone
Just cause he looking pitiful
If I let him sniff it once
He never gone belong to you
Bitch
I got a couple hoes
That's still on my dick
Can't even stand to see me
Now they blocking my shit
Mad ones ah link up
Tell me which one is which
And bitch I'm spitting fire
Turn that heat up a bit
Imma keep smoking them out
Till I feel I got them sick
Anyone that got a problem
Come and say it with yo chest
I be out in Texas
Still the conversation in the 'Bridge
It's time to run it up
I love it when I got them pissed
Yeah
MILAA
(Told you before)
Don't forget it
I had hoes singing
Talking bout some
"All that dark skin"
"All that melanin"
"He tryna lick it all off
Call him Candyman
Fuck outta here, like
I don't even know like
It's like
When I get on my shit
They praying it die down
How many times I gotta tell you
This shit my playground
I done ran around the block
And it's only my first round
While niggas tryna find they sound
They mad for you like Runtown
M I L Double A thought you knew that
He not on his knees
I told him I can't get into that
Said we not a thing
And I'm like "falalalala"
I next him like real quick
After I made him work his JAW
Ahh shit
You not done yet?
You said you gon keep going?
Nah bro you done, this my shit
Like show me what you working with
Mm, mm
What you working with?
Tell me what you working with?
Come on, tell me what you working with?
MILAA
Writer(s): F Mansaray
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