Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Latto
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alyssa Stephens
Songwriter:in
Julius Rivera III
Songwriter:in
Randall Hammers
Songwriter:in
Darryl Clemons
Songwriter:in
John Norris III
Songwriter:in
Richard Sims
Songwriter:in
Broderick Thompson-Smith
Songwriter:in
Carlos Walker
Songwriter:in
Born Immaculate
Songwriter:in
Kevin Andre Price
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Go Grizzly
Produzent:in
Ben Hogarth
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Sage Skolfield
Mischtechniker:in
Sean Solymar
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Pooh Beatz
Produzent:in
Squat Beats
Produzent:in
Songteksten
[Intro]
Go Grizz
Squat made the beat
What's happenin'?
Big Latto
[Verse 1]
Rip me out the plastic, I been actin' brand new
Bitches actin' like they runnin' shit, they really ran through
I'll spend that five hundred 'fore I ever trap you
They thought I was gon' fall off, I hate to bring you bad news
Threw so many racks, a bitch can't even see the floor
From Atlanta to LA, the only time I'm back and forth
Cheap **** make you pick, rich **** get you both
Gave the Bentley to valet and let that **** drive the boat
Shh, be quiet, be quiet, let me pop off
Leave the club sloppy drunk, come home and get my rocks off
Heard 'Bitch from Da Souf', he tryna see me knock his socks off
Told them bitches meet me at the top, think they got lost
Tuh, I'm on go like Grizz
She thought I would kiss her ass, she must ain't took her meds, tuh
Shit around my neck, it cost a arm and leg
Swear that **** set for life, I let him get me preg
[Chorus]
I done done it all, feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh, tuh)
Laughin' to the bank, but shit is not a joke (Tuh, tuh)
Say she got a problem? Imaginary smoke (Tuh, tuh)
Bitches said it's up, then put it on the floor (Tuh, tuh)
I done done it all, feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh, tuh)
Laughin' to the bank, but shit is not a joke (Tuh, tuh)
Say she got a problem? Imaginary smoke (Tuh, tuh)
Bitches said it's up, then put it on the floor (Tuh, tuh)
[Refrain]
I don't know what y'all been told (Told)
Bet yo' mans know, if you don't? What's happenin'
[Verse 2]
Smokin' on that gas, blunt big as Coi Leray
Bitches like to run they mouth but I'm the type to run the fade
When your diamonds hit like this, you don't ever see the shade
Got the key to my city, they gave me a holiday, bitch
All kinda shit (Uh)
Let me pull my diamond tester out, these bitches counterfeit (What?)
Better keep my name up out her mouth, they been tryin' it (Boom)
If it's beef, then let me know, baby, why you hidin' it?
And I heard about your coochie, bitch
Pits like your pussy, we all know that cat is givin' fish (Bitch)
When I send that eggplant, that **** know what time it is
My ex crazy 'bout me, better be ready to die in it
[Chorus]
I done done it all, feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh, L-O)
Laughin' to the bank, but shit is not a joke (Never)
Say she got a problem? Imaginary smoke (Tuh, phew)
Bitches said it's up, then put it on the floor (What? Tuh)
I done done it all, feel like Shawty Lo (Tuh, Shawty Lo)
Laughin' to the bank, but shit is not a joke (Tuh, not a joke)
Say she got a problem? Imaginary smoke (Tuh, brr)
Bitches said it's up, then put it on the floor (Pew)
[Refrain]
I don't know what y'all been told (Told)
Bet yo' mans know, if you don't? What's happenin'
[Outro]
Tuh
Put that shit on the floor then
Y'all bitches like to talk, put that shit on the floor then
All this imaginary smoke, all the he say, she say, you feel me?
Let me know
Just let me know
Just let me know
Just let me know
Put it on the floor, bitch
Yeah, keep all that
Written by: Alyssa Stephens, Born Immaculate, Broderick Thompson-Smith, Carlos Walker, Cory Way, Darryl Clemons, John Norris III, Julius Rivera III, Kevin Andre Price, Randall Hammers, Richard Sims