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Smino
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter:in
Ahmanti Booker
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
monte booker
Produzent:in
Elton "L10MixedIt" Cheung
Mischtechniker:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
Girl, that ass look like a grapefruit
Ruby red bone, no pulp fiction
My back seat got so much leg room, na-na, na-na
Straight look, what my head on?
Guarantee, if you fall for me I'll do you dead wrong
But I got this Jack, though, in a big ass studio
Where the clique get right now, gettin' to the M's till the lights out
Pour a little bit, sip it up 'fore I hit the cut, rip it up
Like some old jeans, I did it just because
You a star, gotta find your light switch, turn it up, never go dim again
I got plenty women from the river front to Lake Michigan
[Verse 2]
Look, baby, I am not exaggeratin'
I could fuck around and change your whole life
I sex you, send a text like two weeks later
Man, I'm really, really tryna do right
Ay, but I'm a gentleman, baby
No doubt about it, you got questions on questions
No interviews, baby, let's go somewhere private
We could star six-nine, take your ass to Uranus, my favorite planet
Zero gravity, how could you say no?
Zero gang with me everywhere I go, and it's all because
[Verse 3]
I got a problem with trustin' somebody new
**** switch up, no chameleons up in the crew, ooh
Got shawties in Prada, got money, the motto
All my **** country like Demi Lovato
I'm booked, I got chapters on chapters like chaos
I try to find time, but my watch always fail
I can't give it the Ramadan
I could put your ass on some weed just to catch up
I been out here rappin', just gettin' my rep up
This blood and sweat real, what thought it was, ketchup?
I got it made with you, yeah, you clean my mess up
[Verse 4]
Yeah, you still my best bud, don't let it go to your head
Unless you gon' throw a lil' extra spit with the head
I love it when you do that, I'm ramblin'
But I'm a hundred and three percent
I just need some R-N-R, don't need no deep shit
I'll say this shit again
I got plenty women from the river front to Lake Michigan
[Verse 5]
Look, baby, I am not exaggerating
I could fuck around and change your whole life
I sex you, send a text like two weeks later
Man, I'm really really tryna do right
Ay, but I'm a gentleman, baby
No doubt about it, you got questions on questions
No interviews, baby, let's go somewhere private
We could star six-nine, take your ass to Uranus, my favorite planet
Zero gravity, how could you say no?
Zero gang with me everywhere I go, and it's all because
Written by: Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith Jr.