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Description
Producer: Wheezy
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: Marcus Fritz
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: Rafael Fai Bautista
Mastering Engineer: Glenn Schick
Producer: Dez Wright
Composer Lyricist: Jordan Carter
Composer Lyricist: Jeffrey Williams
Composer Lyricist: Tyrone William Griffin Jr.
Composer Lyricist: Wesley Glass
Composer Lyricist: Dylan Cleary-Krell
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah.
See the way we poppin'.
They tryna see the way we poppin'.
Yeah, yeah.
They doin' anything just to get inside this room, tryna see the way we kick it, wanna see the way we pop it.
A couple bad bitches, wanna make sure that they vibin'. A rose gold Patek on her wrist because she pop.
I make sure she don't stop it.
They say she saucin', we made a couple mil', then we spent it all just splurgin'. I make sure that she vibin'.
I make sure that they vibin'.
Yeah. I put my bitches on fleek just to cross the street.
That money, niggas play with her, I'm gon' fill the cheeks.
Shots off her waist, new physique, look like she don't eat. Cashed out Bentley for my bae, ain't no need to lease. This ain't no
G-shafe, baby, this Philippe.
Heard they talkin' out they neck, feelin' froggy, gon' leap. I done made too many M's to stop the flexin', woah, woah.
I can choose which one I wanna fuck, just bring the ball out.
All that attitude, that bubble gon' be poppin'.
Love we handcuffed, shawty know we locked in. She get everything she want, she know I'm splurgin'.
I don't worry what she doin' 'cause she solid.
Anything just to get inside this room, tryna see the way we kick it, wanna see the way we pop it.
A couple bad bitches, wanna make sure that they vibin'.
A rose gold Patek on her wrist because she pop. I make sure she don't stop it.
They say she saucin', we made a couple mil', then we spent it all just splurgin'. I make sure that she vibin'.
I make sure that they vibin'.
I don't wanna know, I'm too rich to know.
Half a million in my ears, I can't listen, no. Green diamonds, now your wrist all pissin' on.
And I'm ballin' on these pussy niggas, chemo. I got Richie now, she can listen now.
Fuck the pussy now, got her screamin' loud. Call me chain hardy, thirteen girls.
Millions on medallions, all big pearls. Hair long and straight but got big curls.
This ain't a race, I sprint to her.
Drown out of space, least I deserve. Lower class girl really make a nigga url.
Make sure she get what she want.
How I see your ass from the front.
-How I see your ass from the front. -She get tied in, suck me up like ramen.
My bitch a water slide, she have water but she vibin'.
You hit my phone, you better sing me a lullaby. You hurt my feelings, I'm gon' see you on the live.
That bitch an animal, that uh, uh, uh. That pussy ooh, ooh, all over my face, yeah.
Brown seats like it's Black History Month.
Both my daughters and my sons want for nothin'.
They doin' anything just to get inside this room, tryna see the way we kick it, wanna see the way we pop it.
A couple bad bitches, wanna make sure that they vibin'. A rose gold Patek on her wrist because she pop.
I make sure she don't stop it.
They say she saucin', we made a couple mil', then we spent it all just splurgin'. I make sure that she vibin'.
I make sure that they vibin'.