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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Key Glock
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cole Wainwright
Komponist:in
Ramiro Morales
Komponist:in
Tom Levesque
Komponist:in
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tom Levesque
Produzent:in
Oh Ross
Produzent:in
RamyOnTheBeat
Produzent:in
Luc Charlier
Produzent:in
Maxwell Scott
Produzent:in
Ari Morris
Mischtechniker:in
Logan Schmitz
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Mike Tucci
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Aye, I'm gettin' it
Big ass Balenciaga on me, look like I can't fit it
I don't sip lean with my dogs 'cause one day I might need a kidney
I just put a bitch on pause 'cause she was gettin' too deep in her feelings
[Verse 1]
What's-his-name, shootin' like Cole Bennett
I just told lil' mama to bend it
Can't give you my heart or lend it
I'm a killer, can't tell by my image
All that broke shit, ****, fix it
Aye, my **** go and make somethin' happen
If you got kids, then make 'em happy
Run it up and start relaxin'
I cut bitches off the fastest
I'm talkin' 'bout outta here
Sour touch fill my bottom grill
I'm givin' out shots, no bottle girl
**** sneak dissin' but I don't care
Excuse my French, I don't care
Glizzock make 'em stop and stare
I like when bitches come in pairs, yeah
[Verse 2]
She want me to herself, she want me to stop bein' P
That's like tellin' me "Stop hustlin'," baby, I'm just bein' me
I been runnin' my money up, fucked around and sprained my knee
You know I never gave a fuck, CBK and GBG
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm gettin' it
Big ass Balenciaga on me, look like I can't fit it
I don't sip lean with my dogs 'cause one day I might need a kidney
I just put a bitch on pause 'cause she was gettin' too deep in her feelings
[Verse 3]
This heart of mine, I can't give it
A piece of mine what I want, though
Every time I turn around, **** want smoke
****, you will get dropped by John Doe
My closet look like a gun store
My closet lookin' like Saks Fifth
You play with Glizzock and get airlift
Yeah, get your bitch ass outta here
[Verse 4]
Aye, I ain't gon' stop till they all gone
You ain't talkin' 'bout money, shit, you might just hear the dial tone
**** talkin' 'bout they slidin', boy, you need to slide home
I ain't even hit that bitch yet and her mind gone
Mr. Glock got all types of hoes in different time zones
If you came from nothin', young ****, get your grind on
Yeah, get your shine on, yeah, ****, flex up
We just keep uppin' the score, it's hard for opps to catch up
I might get offended, please don't tell me that I'm next up
Came in the game poppin' shit and kept on runnin' that check up
[Chorus]
Aye, I'm gettin' it
Big ass Balenciaga on me, look like I can't fit it
I don't sip lean with my dogs 'cause one day I might need a kidney
I just put a bitch on pause 'cause she was gettin' too deep in her feelings
Bitch
Written by: Cole Wainwright, Markeyvius Cathey, Ramiro Morales, Tom Levesque