Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Heymylan
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Heymylan
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Bitch, this a weird ass beat, I'm still talkin' crazy
All these fuckin' sticks around, you thought it was the fuckin' navy
I'm tired of pedophiles on SoundCloud, it's drivin' me crazy
The way I throw my emo swag on, they call me fancy
I was 'bout to fuck yo' bitch, but she fishy
High off the zaza, it got me dizzy
Let my chop cook him up, now he crispy (Heymylan)
You niggas sweet as hell, y'all sweeter than some candy
I know a white suitor in the 'burbs, call him Brandy
'Bout to fuck this bad ho, 'bout to fuck a granny
Matter of fact, I might as well fuck a auntie
Damn, I'm a different breed
Take a nigga bitch, make that pussy nigga say, "Please"
Ride around with the choppa on me, it's a lemon squeeze
Niggas think this shit a game until I shoot them in they shit
I hop on any type of beat, nigga, fuck the rhyme scheme
Bad bitch wanna fuck on me 'cause I am the man
Matter of fact, I'm the fuckin' king
Writer(s): Heymylan
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