Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tariq Roberts
Songwriter:in
Dirty Child Rant
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
(DirtyChildRant, it's your turn ****)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, would you pick up if I called you
And tell me would you answer, she only act like that cause she a cancer
She like that fast money, she a dancer
Young **** I got manners, you seein' how I speak, check out my grammar
Gettin' money is only thing that matter, she fuck with me I'm flattered
She need to gon' and let a **** have her
You scared, just don't treat me like no rapper
Focused on myself, shit, whatever happens, happens
I'm part time with the music, it be feelin' like my passion
I ain't tryna be seen, that's why I be missin' in action
They be thinkin' that I'm mean cause you rarely catch me laughin'
My ****, they 'bout action, they pick them heaters up and get to clappin'
Hood ****, you'll never catch me lackin'
And I don't call it rappin', I'm really coming different, and I'm snappin'
Shout-out Cap, we still hide the pain with fashion
See the vision clear, I ain't never needed glasses
We was thuggin' in them hallways, ain't need no hall passes
Walk in brodie crib, and they got my music blastin'
I wanted to be big, I just ain't think this shit would happen
None wrong with getting your money, and staying out the way
Ain't no point in being tough cause you can lose your life today
I remember riding Nissan, can't wait to drive the Wraith
That 'lil baby wanna be mine, but I don't think it's safe
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, would you pick up if I called you
And tell me would you answer, she only act like that cause she a cancer
She like that fast money, she a dancer
Young **** I got manners, you seein' how I speak, check out my grammar
Gettin' money is only thing that matter, she fuck with me I'm flattered
She need to gon' and let a **** have her
You scared, just don't treat me like no rapper
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, would you pick up if I called you
And tell me would you answer, she only act like that cause she a cancer
She like that fast money, she a dancer
Young **** I got manners, you seein' how I speak, check out my grammar
Gettin' money is only thing that matter, she fuck with me I'm flattered
She need to gon' and let a **** have her
You scared, just don't treat me like no rapper
(Would you pick up if I called you)
(Would you pick up if I called you)
Written by: Dirty Child Rant, Tariq Roberts