Credits

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Adam Austin
Adam Austin
Songwriter:in
Chase Harrell
Chase Harrell
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Better watch ya hoe I'm with some sharks
Scoop a **** lady up like I'm Tony stark
Imma big dog I don't bark
Calm cool collected playing my part yea
Uh this a bop
Dripping too hard young need a mop
Trynna put the 4 on top
I been on a grind **** no I can't stop uhh
You can catch me cooling
Slow riding
Passenger princess giving me noggin
Can't trust her nah I'm too solid
She just want my pape cut her off she keep calling
**** so fresh I should live with uncle Phil
Popping my shit like a junkie pop pills
Rims so clean check my fit in my wheels
Bitch I'm deep in my bag you can't get me in my feels
Hold up wait think I hear something
Broke **** running they mouth about nothing
I'm chilling but run up on me I'm clutching
Bad bitches turn this song on and get to bussin
Hold up wait think I hear something
Broke **** running they mouth about nothing
I'm chilling but run up on me I'm clutching
Bad bitches turn this song on and get to bussin
She see the ice break dancing on my neck
She can tell I'm a boss **** chasing big checks
Saw me rolling up some gas get you higher than a jet
Said her friend wanna smoke too she fine it's a bet
Told me that the gas make them start to feel sexy
Next thing I know they rubbing on me trynna sex me
Imma freaky frog so you know it got messy
I fuck with they vibe spin the block it's a Betskii
Hold up wait think I hear something
Broke **** running they mouth about nothing
I'm chilling but run up on me I'm clutching
Bad bitches turn this song on and get to bussin
Hold up wait think I hear something
Broke **** running they mouth about nothing
I'm chilling but run up on me I'm clutching
Bad bitches turn this song on and get to bussin
Benz, Bentley, Beamer I need it
Imma go hard put in work till I receive it
I be laid back like a hairline receding
This confidence I'm way too humble to be conceded
Bitch this a classic Dr. Dre the chronic
Only speak player shit **** hooked on phonics
Yo lady call me rain man hit it super sonic
Told her meet me at door butt naked in her bonnet
Big Ju the hardest artist coming out the 4
Take over the room in every spot I go
Don't pass me no syrup liquor all I pour
Pockets full of pressys hustling for more
No mercy lost label running up the score
You know I'm puffing big gas Dr. J afro
I don't see no competition can't go toe to toe
Last thing on my mind is a hoe wit no dough
Hold up wait think I hear something
Broke **** running they mouth about nothing
I'm chilling but run up on me I'm clutching
Bad bitches turn this song on and get to bussin
Hold up wait think I hear something
Broke **** running they mouth about nothing
I'm chilling but run up on me I'm clutching
Bad bitches turn this song on and get to bussin
If you a bad bitch shake that ass on a player
If you a real **** throw ya middle fingers in the air
If you a bad bitch shake that ass on a player
If you real **** throw ya middle fingers in the air
If you a bad bitch shake that ass on a player
If you a real **** throw ya middle fingers in the air
If you a bad bitch shake that ass on a player
If you real **** throw ya middle fingers in the air
Written by: Adam Austin, Chase Harrell
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