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Description
A& R: Bella Smith
A& R: Nicole Wyskoarko
Aand Radministrator: Marissa Wickliffe
Producer: Sean Da Firzt
Producer: KayoTheWizard
Producer: Matt Nadler
Producer, Composer Lyricist: Tomas Gutierrez
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Christopher “Coach Brodie” West
Mastering Engineer: Audio By Mel
Composer Lyricist: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Composer Lyricist: Ibrahim Dodo
Composer Lyricist: Anthony L Mosley
Composer Lyricist: Adam Gamble
Composer Lyricist: Matthew Nadler
Lyrics and translation
Original
Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she give -to me on the way up. -Yeah, yeah.
Now it ain't poor, ain't no gettin' over.
Now it ain't poor, ain't no gettin' over, I'm gettin' over.
Yeah, ain't tryna talk bout that freaky shit unless we fuck.
-Listen. -But listen.
-Listen.
-Before I'ma need me a nut, I'ma need me -some money. No cap. -Uh-huh.
I bet when these fuck niggas try me, I let off a hundred. No really.
-A hundred of 'em.
-I'ma go get it, y'all stay in y'all feelings. I told her bitch I ain't playin', I'm in it, I'm actin', yeah.
Worry 'bout a bitch and you're done. Gotta get money, you hustlin' backwards.
-Come on. -She went and got me some guns.
I had ran off on a plug, he was taxin', nigga. Fifty-five hundred my jacket.
And yeah, she suck on me without askin'. Bae, come outside, I'm out here in the fam.
You know -it's forever, we locked in. -Baby, this shit look like a dream.
I like you down how you up in the Wraith.
I'm tryna keep you around but no out of town shit, girl, I'm a fetti.
So ain't no wannabe fuckin' with Lolo and Cutta though, I buy the truck with it. Call me whenever you ready. I ain't no rapper, get
Bs like Belly. If we fall, let me know, you won't tell it.
Get your necklace, stones embedded. Come from the bottom. But I'm lookin' up to the top, I'm here, huh.
Chrome on my pants, chrome on my hand, run on my side.
Chrome on my heart, it got so cold when my dog died.
Why you wanna leave me toch? , baby girl, I'm just tired.
It can be all bad, but I tell them that I'm just fine, yeah.
Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she give to me on the way up. Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she -give to me on the way up. -Yeah.
Wake me up with that head like it's breakfast. You gon' give him a clue, I won't tell it.
You my boo, I put you in my schedule. Play it right, we could do this forever.
She argue with me, get to naggin' and buggin'. She just want me to be mad when I fuck her.
I break her in half, we make up, then she fuck around, wake up, and still be back mad in the mornin'. She missin' me, I'm on the road, but she know that I'm lit.
I just went, got a bag from performin'. Them bitches on me and she know it.
I don't have interest in them, I don't show it. Got all kinda shit on my mind, can you hold me?
I stand without ten on the ground, I'm a soldier.
Should be common sense, several times I done told you. I ain't goin' for shit with that out, I'ma blow it.
She poppin' the shit tonight, she takin' over. I sat with my dick on the ground and she rode it.
Every time I get her around, I'ma fold her like a Motorola.
We fuckin' then we- -Fight like then we make up. -Yeah.
-Fuckin' then we break up. -Yeah.
She know how it get, she give to me on the way up.
Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she give to me on the way -up. -That's my baby.
Huh.
Chrome on my pants, run on my side.
Chrome on my heart, it got so cold when my dog died.
Oh, shine.
I want you inside.
In time.
I'll make you mine.
English translation
Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she give -to me on the way up. -Yeah, yeah.
Now it ain't poor, ain't no gettin' over.
Now it ain't poor, ain't no gettin' over, I'm gettin' over.
Yeah, ain't tryna talk bout that freaky shit unless we fuck.
-Listen. -But listen.
-Listen.
-Before I'ma need me a nut, I'ma need me -some money. No cap. -Uh-huh.
I bet when these fuck niggas try me, I let off a hundred. No really.
-A hundred of 'em.
-I'ma go get it, y'all stay in y'all feelings. I told her bitch I ain't playin', I'm in it, I'm actin', yeah.
Worry 'bout a bitch and you're done. Gotta get money, you hustlin' backwards.
-Come on. -She went and got me some guns.
I had ran off on a plug, he was taxin', nigga. Fifty-five hundred my jacket.
And yeah, she suck on me without askin'. Bae, come outside, I'm out here in the fam.
You know -it's forever, we locked in. -Baby, this shit look like a dream.
I like you down how you up in the Wraith.
I'm tryna keep you around but no out of town shit, girl, I'm a fetti.
So ain't no wannabe fuckin' with Lolo and Cutta though, I buy the truck with it. Call me whenever you ready. I ain't no rapper, get
Bs like Belly. If we fall, let me know, you won't tell it.
Get your necklace, stones embedded. Come from the bottom. But I'm lookin' up to the top, I'm here, huh.
Chrome on my pants, chrome on my hand, run on my side.
Chrome on my heart, it got so cold when my dog died.
Why you wanna leave me toch? , baby girl, I'm just tired.
It can be all bad, but I tell them that I'm just fine, yeah.
Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she give to me on the way up. Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she -give to me on the way up. -Yeah.
Wake me up with that head like it's breakfast. You gon' give him a clue, I won't tell it.
You my boo, I put you in my schedule. Play it right, we could do this forever.
She argue with me, get to naggin' and buggin'. She just want me to be mad when I fuck her.
I break her in half, we make up, then she fuck around, wake up, and still be back mad in the mornin'. She missin' me, I'm on the road, but she know that I'm lit.
I just went, got a bag from performin'. Them bitches on me and she know it.
I don't have interest in them, I don't show it. Got all kinda shit on my mind, can you hold me?
I stand without ten on the ground, I'm a soldier.
Should be common sense, several times I done told you. I ain't goin' for shit with that out, I'ma blow it.
She poppin' the shit tonight, she takin' over. I sat with my dick on the ground and she rode it.
Every time I get her around, I'ma fold her like a Motorola.
We fuckin' then we- -Fight like then we make up. -Yeah.
-Fuckin' then we break up. -Yeah.
She know how it get, she give to me on the way up.
Fight like then we make up, fuckin' then we break up.
She know how it get, she give to me on the way -up. -That's my baby.
Huh.
Chrome on my pants, run on my side.
Chrome on my heart, it got so cold when my dog died.
Oh, shine.
I want you inside.
In time.
I'll make you mine.