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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stewszy
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brynley Rose Plumb
Songwriter
Steward Mahenge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Schwartz
Producer
Stewszy
Producer
Cypher
Vocal Recording Engineer
Lyrics
These people telling me not to do drill but I spin the riddam way better
What you pussio's really gon do
You gunna get the wetter
Guess what my pussy gets wetter
Copped a new jacket this ting leather
This guy putting feelings in a letter
The fuck I just want this cheddar
Do you know who the fuck I am
To be giving out all my aussi
Don't think that your smart because I'm 10 steps ahead you big rookie
You don't have the 10/10 cookie
Stop lying Take yourself to the bookie
Im way to good at the shit I do I make your girl call me goodie
Get some nookie moody
Push the weight till I am sweating
Cause the hustle don't stop no pending
I just load up the ting I keep stepping
Wish em well Goodluck my bredrin
Pour another one I just like the setting
You know about weapon
2020 Last years been a Madting
But we still shelling
Small boobs but I really give chest
Don't need a bulletproof vest
Spend some racks when I cutting through west
My time to shine I get checks
He bell my line when he stress
In other words he wants some sex
You know that he will never press
That why this bitch all upset
Big up the bitch with bumper
Wheel up with the guys might stumper
Pour up and delete his number
Come back and bring my jumper
You don't sell packs you stunter
Adios sucker
Adios adios adios
Man I'm way to fucked for a lover
Where do we go from here
How many times did I ride the R125 with a broken gear
Like how many times did I hear blue lights but I didn't see them near
Probably got man spinning this coupe like abracadabra's near
Is what it is
Been an emotional year
Push the weight till I am sweating
Cause the hustle don't stop no pending
I just load up the ting I keep stepping
Wish em well Goodluck my bredrin
Pour another one I just like the setting
You know about weapon
2020 Last years been a Madting
But we still shelling
Writer(s): Steward Mahenge, Brynley Rose Plumb
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