Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jeremiah Elijah Clark
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jeremiah Elijah Clark
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Damon
Produzent:in
Y0shy
Co-Produzent:in
Lyrics
Why these hoes tryna' slide, they ain't even slidin' (Why these hoes tryna)
We got Nine, Number Nine, need a suit and tie (We got Nine On)
**** wanna lie up on the live, I told 'em "That's aight" (**** wanna lie)
I'm knowin' where yo' hood, **** knowin' that's they ass can't hide (I'm knowin' where yo' hood at)
**** finna die over some gas, I told em"That shit light"
You ain't got no meaning to your life, yo' ass just gettin' high
I don't need nobody with me, I'll rip yo' ass alive (Alive)
Think I did it again, I just fucked it all up (Again, Up)
This bitch stay callin' my phone, but you wanna act like a slut?
All hunnid's again, all hunnid's again
You wanna' fuck with ya' boy?
Then tell me how you would say it
We got blick's, yuh (Yuh)
Carhartt fit, yuh (Yuh)
Think I spent a ticket, imma' mix it with the Rick, yuh
I ain't tryna' put you down, but little ho, you fucked me up (You fucked me up)
**** talkin' on my momma, now I'm finna snatch 'em up (Finna snatch 'em up)
Give a fuck if that ho' throwin' up (Give a fuck)
Huh, give a fuck that lil' ho' throwin' up (Give a fuck)
You wanna slide?
Then you know you gotta throw it up (You gotta throw it up)
This ho ain't slidin, I'm already knowin' that she gon' fuck it up (She gon' fuck it up)
Why these hoes tryna' slide, they ain't even slidin' (Why these hoes tryna)
We got Nine, Number Nine, need a suit and tie (We got Nine)
**** wanna lie up on the live, I told 'em "That's aight" (**** wanna lie)
I'm knowin' where yo' hood, **** knowin' that's they ass can't hide (Knowin' where yo' hood at)
**** finna die over some gas, I told em "That shit light"
You ain't got no meaning to your life, yo' ass just gettin' high
I don't need nobody with me, I'll rip yo' ass alive (Alive)
Think I did it again, I just fucked it all up (Again, All up)
This bitch stay callin' my phone, but you wanna act like a slut? (My phone, Slut)
All hunnid's again, all hunnid's again
You wanna fuck with ya' boy?
Then tell me how you would say it
(I ain't tryna' put you down, but little ho, you fucked me up)
(**** talkin' on my momma, now I'm finna snatch 'em up)
Written by: Jeremiah Elijah Clark