Lyrics: Michael Lamar White II
Music: Michael Lamar White II
Yeah, uh, yeah
I love Trippie Redd
Yeah, Big 14, baby
Big 14, Big 14, baby, ayy, yeah, yeah
Gotta tell you something, coming up from overreacting
I don't be asking if you're lacking
And it must be something, you must feel the energy
You must feel it when we're speaking
I did it all for the glory, yeah
I did it all for the sake of love
So I gotta give my time for this shit
So don't you be playing with my time
Yeah, I got this mother****in' K
Yeah, and it'll blow your ****ing brain away, yea
I got a feeling that it's for real
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
I gotta flex to be your love
I hate you, I hate you, bitch
But I love you, bitch
Don't hit my phone, bitch
Until you get rid of that bitch, ****
Then hit my phone, bitch