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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
GloRilla
Stimme und Gesang
Bossman Dlow
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Devante McCreary
Songwriter:in
Kirill Komyshey
Songwriter:in
Gloria Woods
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Yo Gotti
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Kee Londn
Produzent:in
Aaron "thank Aaron" Bolton
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jorge Ace Taveras
Ingenieur:in
Jess Jackson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Dillon Brophy
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Lyrics
[Intro]
GloRilla
Woo
Uh, uh, uh
On, on, on gang
[Verse 1]
I know a bitch that's goin' bow for bow, trap way harder than **** (On God)
He lied like he was savin', he ain't got it, so he can't get it (Uh-uh)
Fake trickin', I ain't wit' it, you can't hit it, this ain't that (Hell naw)
I need a real lifeguard 'cause my shit tsunami wet, yeah (Woo)
Step, baby, keep it pushin' (Bye)
I want a pro, I want a veteran, I don't want no rookie (On God)
I'm half-celibate, you can't fuck, but you can eat this pussy (The fuck?)
My friend was cheatin', but I ain't see her, I wasn't even lookin' (I ain't see shit)
Put on yo' glasses, see one thing 'bout me is I'ma step (Stamp that)
And I don't ask for help, I can do bad all by myself (On gang)
That business hot, but I'ma stand on it, even if it melt (Big facts)
I'm really built for this, I play the cards I was dealt
I play these **** to the left (Nah, for real)
That's why I'm single now (On me)
And y'all can have these **** left, God, send me mine (God, please)
You servin' out the O, you ain't even on the police mind (Broke ass)
You need to upgrade, ain't no way you on that lil' ass grind (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Better suit up before you come for me, I'm pressure (Pressure)
Big Glo, I'm the biggest, yeah, this glo bigger than mega (Mega)
Woman of my word, can't go back on it, I could never (Never)
They tried to throw dirt on my name, but got shocked by the shovel
Woo, uh, uh, uh (Hey, damn, yo)
He know a bitch ain't never took shit from me, that's why his dick on hard (Facts)
Don't want nun' soft, I need a stepper, baby, stomp the yard (I need a gangsta)
I'm rubbin' on his chest soon as he show me he got hard
Might put it in my neck, but toxic traits, I don't wanna start (Uh-uh)
He said he hungry, know what's on my menu, eat or starve
Aint tryna force you, homie, but that's a good way to start (Mm-hmm)
You do it right, might let you park yo' car in my garage
Got that hawk tuah, make 'em ugh, but what you gon' do for it? (Huh?)
You can lie all day, you just can't tell me what you can't afford (Da fuck?)
****, step, that's if you want me (What's up?)
I want a all black C8, can you do that for me?
[Verse 2]
Big Za
Huh, I'ma cash out on a C8, bae, you know if you want it, you get it
Come here, love, I'll boss you up, let's start you a business (Come here, love)
You need to leave them broke **** alone, better get a **** that's rich (Come on, bae)
I know them **** on your trail, better tell 'em you my shit
I'll put you in Emilio Pucci, I'll get you Van Cleef
And I'm steppin' 'bout my bitch, playin' with her like playin' with me
I'll turn you up for real, just be loyal, baby (Just be loyal, baby)
Eat that dick up like you 'pose to, I'll spoil you, baby (Yeah)
Spent ten in Gucci, spend a dub in Louis, baby (Yeah)
Come to my penthouse, I wanna fuck in the jacuzzi, baby (Come here, baby)
You with a shark now, you ain't fuckin' with no fish (Ain't no fish, baby)
If you locked in with Big Za, get what you wish (Big Za)
[Outro]
Yeah, bae, I want that all-black matte motherfucker
Like I'm tryna hop on 385 and do a dash past these bitches
Written by: Devante McCreary, Gloria Woods, Kirill Kornyshev