Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Autumn!
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Clarence Phillips
Songwriter
Benjamin C Phillips Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Autumn!
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm familiar with your type
You just wanna live in the spotlight
You just wanna live in the limelight
I done seen it all in your highlights
'Cause the whole world don't know that there's weight on my shoulders
She just wanna take pics in the Range, in the Rover
I had to kick her out, I don't get paid to chauffeur
I'm just tryna make it through the day with some closure
I'm just waitin' on you, baby girl, just come over
I been tryna get to you all day, need you closer
Lord, please take all of this pain away when it's over
Lord, please take all of this pain away when it's over
Baby, come hop in the seat, let's count this 'roll
My bitch a queen and she fuck with the G.O.A.T
Anything she want, I can't tell her, "No"
She could just tell when I'm linkin' with hoes
I gotta stop doing shit on the low
I'm missin' you, baby, send me your lo'
She wanna go shoppin', I just give her four
Grab me some Louis, and get you some Dolce
I know it's your favorite
Know I said I was gon' get you at 4
But I got lazy
We always arguin' over the phone
I know you hate it
I gotta leave these hoes alone
I just want my lady
I gotta leave these hoes alone (woah, woah, woah)
Why everyday you be calling my phone?
She keep texting me, I'm ignoring the tone (woah, woah, woah)
Man, I just wish she would leave me alone
She know what I drive, so she know when I'm home (woah, woah)
It's time to change it (woah)
I seen the RX, but the engine was blown (woah)
I should've saved it (woah)
Tryna get on the big levels alone
But that's too basic (woah, woah, woah)
Cortell in the Z doin' donuts back home (donuts)
We always racin' (woah, woah, woah)
Every time my baby call my phone
She get my heart racin' (woah, woah, woah)
I need to put on some day shit
Chanel the fragrance
Grab me some Louis, and get you some Dolce (I know that's your favorite)
Know I said I was gon' get you at 4 (but I got lazy)
We always arguin' over the phone (I know you hate it)
I gotta leave these hoes alone, I just want my lady
Every time I link with her, shit go wrong
I just had to face it
All of my time gettin' wasted, 'cause
I'm familiar with your type
You just wanna live in the spotlight
You just wanna live in the limelight
I done seen it all in your highlights
'Cause the whole world don't know that there's weight on my shoulders
She just wanna take pics in the Range, in the Rover
I had to kick her out, I don't get paid to chauffeur
I'm just tryna make it through the day with some closure
I'm just waitin' on you, baby girl, just come over
I been tryna get to you all day, need you closer
Lord, please take all of this pain away when it's over
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips
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