Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
amir
Harmoniegesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
amir
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
idk
Produzent:in
Lyrics
(Keep it cool, can't fuck with no bop bitch.)
(Mmm.)
(Keep it cool, can't fuck with no bop bitch.)
(Keep it cool, can't fuck with no bop bitch.)
(What?)
Keep it cool, can't fuck with no bop bitch
I'm on my way to the top, bitch
No, I won't pass that rock, bitch—
I gotta get to that guap, bitch
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Walk 'em down like broad day
Put one to his head like a parley
Roll it up, and we smoking on that blasé
Lil hoe bad, had to put her up on Broadway
Take your time when you fuck with me
Take your time when you love on me
Better take your time when you fuck with me
Take your time when you love on me
Like, what?
Keep it lowkey when I post, no caption
In my room rapping or I'm trapping
I can't do hoes, but my bro steady macking
Time go tik-tok
Built for that drip-drop
Bitch hella bad, I might put her on a TikTok
Big Amir, bitch—know they wait for that big drop
In that bitch pussy, and I tell that hoe to lip lock
Uhhh... she a B-O-P
On my body, tell her P-O-P
Don't move, got O-C-D
Stay out with gang, post up with me
(Post up with a real nigga.)
I'm a bad kid
(I'm a bad kid, bitch.)
I'm—I'm a bad kid
Po-pop out where that nigga steady lacking
Tha-that's your man? I'ma turn him to a has-been
Fuck a hoe, and I fold her like a napkin
All my niggas locked in and we tapped in
(Know we tapped in.)
(Know we tapped in.)
All my niggas tapped in
All my niggas tapped in
So fly
We wanna touch that sky
Get by—
That money, it stay on my mind
Pop out, bitch, keep it lowkey
Pop out—niggas swear they know me
A young nigga, I ball like Ginóbili
Pop fadeaway—shit like I'm Kobe
Pour up a pint of that OJ
I'm tryna pour me some D'ussé
Can't do the show, I need more pape'
She said, "You wanna fuck?" I said, "No way."
Keep it simple
Get popped like a pimple
I hit on her ass and I'm seeing them ripples
Hit straight from the back and I'm seeing it jiggle
Tag teaming a bitch—we play monkey in the middle
(Shoutout Seth.)
Keep it cool, can't fuck with no bop bitch
I'm on my way to the top, bitch
No, I won't pass that rock, bitch—
I gotta get to that guap, bitch
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Keep it lowkey when I post up
Walk 'em down like broad day
Put one to his head like a parley
Roll it up, and we smoking on that blasé
Lil hoe bad, had to put her up on Broadway
Take your time when you fuck with me
Take your time when you love on me
Better take your time when you fuck with me
Take your time when you love on me
Writer(s): Amir M
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