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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamichael Robinson
Jamichael Robinson
Songwriter
auwin phillips
auwin phillips
Songwriter
Jesse Anderson
Jesse Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
9 Zones
Producer
Francesco Benvenuto
Francesco Benvenuto
Mixing Engineer
Franco Pacheco
Franco Pacheco
Recording Engineer
Luminous SoundDallas Texas
Luminous SoundDallas Texas
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I wanna bad bitch With fake titties and real ass Gave me head and asked me how was it Ain nut so it was real bad Fly as hell Got real swag Like Santa Claus I gotta real bag Lost the pack it made me real mad Fa 24 you get some real gas You take my bitch I don't want her back I pass the bitch like a quarter back I'm dropping wood like a lumberjack I took yo bitch you can't get her back Just got the pack and got rid of that I drop the top push the ceiling back Open her legs and got into that Mortal kombat Ima finish that I just went straight threw a roadblock Just lost my pops got my soul hot I was just eating on some cold cuts Now I can go buy some lambs chops Too much traffic got the road hot But I won't stop til I'm sold out I'm tryna go get that red eye I am not missin I'm dead eye I wanna bad bitch With fake titties & real ass Gave me head & asked me how was it Ain nut so it was real bad Fly as hell Got real swag Like Santa Claus I gotta real bag Lost the pack it made me real mad Fa 24 you get some real gas I'm tryna fuck better keep her from round Pop me a perk then I'm taking her down She say she got a lil nigga But still gave a nigga that pussy This hoe outta Bounds Trusting no bitch These bitches be sneaky and geeking On dirt whenever you not around Hit up the bitch Like I wanna fuck She said ok cool My ole man outta TOWN Shawtywee he just Fuck and duck em Know you really can't love em or trust em These lil bitches they wanna be hoes If the bitch wanna go Ima pluck her All my bitches they bad and boujie But I still be fucking on shit eaters My lil bitch had thought she was up one Baby you gotta turn to hoe for to get even On whatever you on twin We outside right Ain fucking no broke bitch But I might see what that head like Shawtyweebaby I still be dripping the latest Designer on me and my baby Fuck the the hoe first night Ain doing no waiting On all these drugs Still ain't no patient I wanna bad bitch With fake titties and real ass Gave me head and asked me how was it Ain nut so it was real bad Fly as hell Got real swag Like Santa Claus I gotta real bag Lost the pack it made me real mad Fa 24 you get some real gas
Writer(s): Auwin Phillips, Jamichael Robinson, Jesse Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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