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Description
Associated Performer: Baby Keem feat. Lil Uzi Vert
Composer, Lyricist: Hykeem Carter
Producer: Scott Bridgeway
Composer, Lyricist: Symere Woods
Producer: Soldado
Producer: Ojivolta
Composer, Lyricist: Ruchaun Akers
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: James Hunt
Recording Engineer: Benjamin Thomas
Composer, Lyricist: Danyal Ahmed
Assistant Engineer: Johnny Morgan
Composer, Lyricist: Raul Cubina
Assistant Engineer: Kayla Cruz
Composer, Lyricist: Mark Williams
Mastering Engineer: Nicolas de Porcel
Assistant Engineer: Demitrius Lewis II
Lyrics and translation
Original
Violate that bitch, I did, yeah, yeah.
Violate that bitch, I did, yeah.
Violate that bitch, I did, yeah. I can't talk about all the shit that I done did.
I can't talk about all the bitches I done hit.
I can't talk about all the niggas that got fed. My pockets be blue, but my eyes, they still see red.
Du-du-du-du, fuck the loaf, I make the bread. Du-du-du-du, I see numbers in my head.
I like dead people instead. Du-du-du-du, ain't bout money, text on read.
Du-du-du-du, did it.
Everything you did, I done been did it.
Every bitch you fucked, I done been hit it. Hit it. Hit it. Hit it.
Du-du-du-du, every time I go to check my bank account. Du-du-du-du, you wouldn't even believe my bank amount.
Du-du-du-du, I can count up the whole goddamn amount. Du-du-du-du, I made it.
And sometimes I forget I'm famous just like I am Amos.
And I can turn your bitch around and fuck her in her anus.
And I just let her spit up for some entertainment. Won my first Grammy, put my opps in the pavement.
I told my ghetto bitch to shut the fuck up.
I like tough love. I know they don't trust us.
I just put it in her mouth, she need a touch-up.
And my lifestyle Tempur-Pedic, need a rough up.
I walk in the fucking meeting, now you starstruck.
Baby, you been blessed to see it, give you good luck.
My cousin say that I'm a menace to society.
When I fuck a famous bitch, I do it quietly.
All my niggas quick to judge, I know they hire me.
Toxic bitch won't let me leave, something up her sleeve.
And she know what I bleed, she know my ID.
I sent her to Maldives just so I could breathe.
Du-du-du-du, uh, came out kicking in October. Last time I checked, your energy was bipolar.
Last time I checked, your baby mama had an odor.
Last time I checked, she was fucking a promoter.
Uh, you was sitting on the porch.
Last time I checked, I'm the one that took the torch. Last time I checked, I cut you off with no remorse.
Last time I checked, y'all was quick to go report. If I cancel, then that mean I had some shit to do. If
I cancel, I was in the projects ten to two.
If I cancel, who the fuck you think you talking to? If I cancel, call my eldest bitch and tell her deuce.
If I du-du-du-du, then that mean I'm prolly at the bank. If I du-du-du-du, hug my bitch,
I gotta keep her safe. If I du-du-du-du, tape her, tape her, taking off her face.
If I du-du-du-du, say she want a smart nigga with taste.
I can't talk about all the shit that I done did.
I can't talk about all the bitches I done hit.
I can't talk about all the niggas that got fed. My pockets be blue, but my eyes, they still see red.
Du-du-du-du, fuck the loaf, I make the bread. Du-du-du-du,
I see numbers in my head. I like dead people instead.
Du-du-du-du, ain't bout money, text on read.
English translation
Violate that bitch, I did, yeah, yeah.
Violate that bitch, I did, yeah.
Violate that bitch, I did, yeah. I can't talk about all the shit that I done did.
I can't talk about all the bitches I done hit.
I can't talk about all the niggas that got fed. My pockets be blue, but my eyes, they still see red.
Du-du-du-du, fuck the loaf, I make the bread. Du-du-du-du, I see numbers in my head.
I like dead people instead. Du-du-du-du, ain't bout money, text on read.
Du-du-du-du, did it.
Everything you did, I done been did it.
Every bitch you fucked, I done been hit it. Hit it. Hit it. Hit it.
Du-du-du-du, every time I go to check my bank account. Du-du-du-du, you wouldn't even believe my bank amount.
Du-du-du-du, I can count up the whole goddamn amount. Du-du-du-du, I made it.
And sometimes I forget I'm famous just like I am Amos.
And I can turn your bitch around and fuck her in her anus.
And I just let her spit up for some entertainment. Won my first Grammy, put my opps in the pavement.
I told my ghetto bitch to shut the fuck up.
I like tough love. I know they don't trust us.
I just put it in her mouth, she need a touch-up.
And my lifestyle Tempur-Pedic, need a rough up.
I walk in the fucking meeting, now you starstruck.
Baby, you been blessed to see it, give you good luck.
My cousin say that I'm a menace to society.
When I fuck a famous bitch, I do it quietly.
All my niggas quick to judge, I know they hire me.
Toxic bitch won't let me leave, something up her sleeve.
And she know what I bleed, she know my ID.
I sent her to Maldives just so I could breathe.
Du-du-du-du, uh, came out kicking in October. Last time I checked, your energy was bipolar.
Last time I checked, your baby mama had an odor.
Last time I checked, she was fucking a promoter.
Uh, you was sitting on the porch.
Last time I checked, I'm the one that took the torch. Last time I checked, I cut you off with no remorse.
Last time I checked, y'all was quick to go report. If I cancel, then that mean I had some shit to do. If
I cancel, I was in the projects ten to two.
If I cancel, who the fuck you think you talking to? If I cancel, call my eldest bitch and tell her deuce.
If I du-du-du-du, then that mean I'm prolly at the bank. If I du-du-du-du, hug my bitch,
I gotta keep her safe. If I du-du-du-du, tape her, tape her, taking off her face.
If I du-du-du-du, say she want a smart nigga with taste.
I can't talk about all the shit that I done did.
I can't talk about all the bitches I done hit.
I can't talk about all the niggas that got fed. My pockets be blue, but my eyes, they still see red.
Du-du-du-du, fuck the loaf, I make the bread. Du-du-du-du,
I see numbers in my head. I like dead people instead.
Du-du-du-du, ain't bout money, text on read.