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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nasaan Holton
Nasaan Holton
Vocals
Tiva Fox
Tiva Fox
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Williams
Alex Williams
Songwriter
Denaun Porter
Denaun Porter
Songwriter
Nasaan Holton
Nasaan Holton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Denaun Porter
Denaun Porter
Producer
Nasaan Holton
Nasaan Holton
Producer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Morning Estrada
Morning Estrada
Mixing Engineer
Fullbodydurag
Fullbodydurag
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, where y'all hoes going? Yeah, well fuck y'all anyway Name me a— I need We doin' donuts in high speed (Yeah, cold) Cranked up the high heat (Yee) They want the fuck in high heat (Woo) Virgin, I never clapped cheeks (Yeah) Vegan, she never had meat (Okay) She tryna tussle, tap me (Yeah) She wanna tussle, tap me (Yeah) Whole lot of Gloons around here (Okay) We better move from 'round here (Okay) What is we— Bruh, what is wе doing around here? (One) Pick a whorе (Yeah) (Two) Liquor store (Okay) (Three) Let her see it (Yeah) (Four) Let her pour it (Okay) (Five) Let her drink it (Yeah) (Six) She want more (Okay) (Seven) She's on top (Yeah) Baby, slut me out (Okay) Uh, slut me out (Yeah) Uh, baby, slut me out (Okay, okay) Uh, uh, slut me out (Yeah) Uh, baby, slut me out (Okay, okay) Uh, uh, slut me out (Yeah) Uh, baby, slut me out (Okay, okay) Uh, uh, slut me out (Yeah) Uh, baby, slut me out (Okay, okay) Oh no, you're a Leo Oh, that's not gon' to work You're a fire sign and I'm a Earth sign And I'm not 'bout to let you burn all my energy up Plus, you're a Mars and square, and Pluto And that's not a good mix for me because Mars is in my seventh house of relationships And Pluto rules transformation and that's a challenging aspect I'm not 'bout to be going back and forth with you Over how we're going to transform our relationship to the next level Since you know so much, bitch, tell me 'bout myself (Tell me) Tell me 'bout my health (Tell me) Tell me how I feel (Tell me) Since you know so much, bitch, tell me if I'm blessed (Tell me) Tell me how I fuck you good, I'm fucking you the best (Tell me) Since you know so much, bitch Since you-since you-since you know so much, bitch Tell me how I feel (Feel) Come on, be for real (Real) Gotta be for real (Real) 'Fore I fuck with you again, bitch I go to jail (Jail) 'Fore I fuck with you again, bitch I go to hell (Hell) 'Fore I fuck with you again, got to save myself (Cancer moon? Uh) I'm not feelin' you no more, you not braille (Yeah) Said 'cause I'm a Leo, you gon' hate me, you could tell (Okay) Cool with all this fuck shit, I'm pissed if you can't tell (Okay) 'Fore I go out sad, I put that pussy on the shelf (Aw) Since you know so much, bitch, tell me why my mom hate me Tell me why my mind racing Tell me, is God really JAY-Z? Since you know so much, bitch, tell me why I'm insecure Tell me why I'm immature Tell me, why you such a whore? Aw, yeah, since you know so much, bitch Tell me 'bout myself (Tell me) Tell me 'bout my health (Tell me) Tell me how I feel (Tell me) Since you know so much, bitch, tell me if I'm blessed (Tell me) Tell me how I fuck you good, I'm fucking you the best (Tell me) Since you know so much, bitch Since you-since you-since you know so much, bitch Tell me how I feel Uh-uh, nigga, get the fuck out my house All you Leo niggas ain't shit I should've known yo' ass just came over here just to fuck Don't nobody give a fuck about you Having a little Mercedes, nigga, the fuck? You and your lil' friends get the fuck out my house
Writer(s): Alex Williams, Denaun Porter, Nasaan Holton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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