Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
lilflair
lilflair
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
lilflair
lilflair
Songwriter:in
-Luc
-Luc
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dentist
Dentist
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Uhuh
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Uhuh
Ayy, let's go, let's go, uhh
Let's go, Let's go
Bitch, look
Like switch the channel we discover, uhh
Bitch, we undercover
I feel like the sky's the limit, call the scrimmage with my brothers
Like we gon' make it, we gon' shine
Bitch, I put that on my mother
We gon' take it when it's time, my gang I can't trust no other, uhh
I know you see me in my beanie
I know they wanna be me
We chillin' with two bitches, man they pulled up in bikinis
We stuff they face, zucchini
We California dreamin'
Lil shawty gon' ride me like a Kawasaki, feelin' naughty
But bitch, way back where I come from
I'm stacking up this money, bonus paid out in a lump sum
I split it with my bros who picked me up right out the work slump
Lil bitch, you wear Adidas like a fetus, you ain't on one
Lil bitch, you can't compete us, better treat us like we next in line
The time invest, the stress, no rest, I'm blessed, I grind for mines
Constant reflect I guess, express, address my state of mind
Can't help the fact that you gon' miss me when it's time to shine
And when I'm on the rise, I think 'bout how I'm, uhh
Perfecting all of my flows up in my room, leave me alone
With all these thoughts up in my head
It's hard to maintain in the zone
My mind be racing so fast, it feel like I'm boutta lose control
And my heart be pacing, I'm sparkin' up the wood
Know how it goes, uhh
There's a difference in us, give me your heart
If you fall, then I swear that I'm pickin' it up
Hop on the stage and I rage
All they hands in the air, you would think that I'm stickin' it up
Started to get so much money, it's driving them crazy
That I started livin' it up
Look at them, they don't be makin' enough
Sick of the hating, don't give no fucks cause I'm paid, bitch
Breakfast from the butlers how I like to start my day, bitch
Got no room for others, give a fuck 'bout what they say, bitch
You do me wrong, no problem, give a fuck 'bout who you lay with
Like can you make it make sense?
Cause I been loaded
Sip on a double patron, now I'm hittin' her phone
Tryna bone, ain't no need for the trojan
Why you come home when you smell like cologne that I don't even own
Shoulda known that you hoeing
Gave you a call and you wasn't gon' answer that shit
Girl, you know I could tell from the tone
Gave you my all and now I'm getting antsy and shit
In a room full of people alone
Cause I been pimping, tripping, winning
Going through it, I been reminiscing
Different women, different bitches, ooo I swear I been addicted
Know I spin it, twist it, then I lick it, got that freaky vision
Different whips got super tints, you know that you can't see me in it
You know that you can't see me in it
We driving, fuck a speed limit
Cops done pulled me over, they ain't know I had a beam in it
I said "you know the motto bae, I'm toxic"
Yeah, I need women
Can't do no unfollow, I just block you
That's when we finished
Written by: -Luc, lilflair
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