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[ Featuring Aitch ]

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof, ayy ayy

Mike Amiri, Michael Jordan, yeah, you know I'm balling (ayy, ayy)
J Cole the way I hit that pussy in the morning (ayy, ayy)
Saints Row the way they shoot and drive, they ain't stalling
My bro like Ramsey in the kitchen, I should call him Gordon
Insta gyal moving catty tryna hack me down (down)
Pretty face but I won't kiss it with a foul mouth (ooh)
Ski ski, I was broke but I'm up now (ski ski)
Ski ski, I was broke but I'm up now (ski ski)

X5, M sport, best type
Gyally wanna hop in
I'ma give her test pipe
Cooling with the skis-dem
Man, I wouldn't dare try
Your girlfriend a skizer
You thought she a rare type

Spikes on my shoes
Hopping out on pretty ones
I tell them that they're cute
Henny in my cup and some Cali in the booth
I saw her with the divas
And she see me with the goons

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof, ayy ayy
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof, ayy ayy (yo)

Yo check, they call me Aitch
Flyest in the place
Gyally up in Manny, in Dubai and in the States
Pack it up and close the curtains
Go and pipe her in the Wraith
Didn't bell her back again
She only liked me for the papes
It's nothing to a G, I do my thing, I keep it stepping
I don't like when man are bluffing
Got a problem, I'll address it
Get it popping with my hands
So I don't need to rise a weapon
Shit I'm tryna run a business
Money rising by the second (uh)
Paper have to stack
Same way I got your lady on my lap (yeah)
In the shoobs like it's a barber shop
I'm faded at the back
F*ck this dip, I need a flame I need a pack
I'm tryna roll back to the ends
And go and blaze it at the flats
The bad Bs wanna roll with me, uh
Pissed, I don't answer the phone for weeks (no way)
Stay lit when I'm overseas
But karma's a bitch, when I'm home it's peak

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof

Yo, Big Ski and Big Sheller
Got these old rappers fed up
Cool kid, no pressure
Switch hoes like the weather
Boy I know you ain't like that
Why you acting like a stepper
All these hoes think they're mine
I keep saying that's a never (yeah, yeah)

Fill up my plate, I gotta share it at the table (woo)
And big up Faith because she's sharing me with Rachael (ah)
Katy wanna stay but we ain't stable
And she keeps talking about a baby in the cradle (yo)

Vvs' look graceful
Flex he ain't able
Bro spin a block and show you how to spin a table
Spin it like CDs
Make money repeat
If I go now put Mike Amiri on my CV (yo)

Yo Di Santi got the denims made for me, you ain't got these jeans
Riddims on the PC, blow a 10 in CC
Four litre tank, I fill the spaceship up at BP
Laughing to the bank, you gotta pay the kid to see Ps

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof,

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
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Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof, ayy ayy

Mike Amiri, Michael Jordan, yeah, you know I'm balling (ayy, ayy)
J Cole the way I hit that pussy in the morning (ayy, ayy)
Saints Row the way they shoot and drive, they ain't stalling
My bro like Ramsey in the kitchen, I should call him Gordon
Insta gyal moving catty tryna hack me down (down)
Pretty face but I won't kiss it with a foul mouth (ooh)
Ski ski, I was broke but I'm up now (ski ski)
Ski ski, I was broke but I'm up now (ski ski)

X5, M sport, best type
Gyally wanna hop in
I'ma give her test pipe
Cooling with the skis-dem
Man, I wouldn't dare try
Your girlfriend a skizer
You thought she a rare type

Spikes on my shoes
Hopping out on pretty ones
I tell them that they're cute
Henny in my cup and some Cali in the booth
I saw her with the divas
And she see me with the goons

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof, ayy ayy
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof, ayy ayy (yo)

Yo check, they call me Aitch
Flyest in the place
Gyally up in Manny, in Dubai and in the States
Pack it up and close the curtains
Go and pipe her in the Wraith
Didn't bell her back again
She only liked me for the papes
It's nothing to a G, I do my thing, I keep it stepping
I don't like when man are bluffing
Got a problem, I'll address it
Get it popping with my hands
So I don't need to rise a weapon
Shit I'm tryna run a business
Money rising by the second (uh)
Paper have to stack
Same way I got your lady on my lap (yeah)
In the shoobs like it's a barber shop
I'm faded at the back
F*ck this dip, I need a flame I need a pack
I'm tryna roll back to the ends
And go and blaze it at the flats
The bad Bs wanna roll with me, uh
Pissed, I don't answer the phone for weeks (no way)
Stay lit when I'm overseas
But karma's a bitch, when I'm home it's peak

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof

Yo, Big Ski and Big Sheller
Got these old rappers fed up
Cool kid, no pressure
Switch hoes like the weather
Boy I know you ain't like that
Why you acting like a stepper
All these hoes think they're mine
I keep saying that's a never (yeah, yeah)

Fill up my plate, I gotta share it at the table (woo)
And big up Faith because she's sharing me with Rachael (ah)
Katy wanna stay but we ain't stable
And she keeps talking about a baby in the cradle (yo)

Vvs' look graceful
Flex he ain't able
Bro spin a block and show you how to spin a table
Spin it like CDs
Make money repeat
If I go now put Mike Amiri on my CV (yo)

Yo Di Santi got the denims made for me, you ain't got these jeans
Riddims on the PC, blow a 10 in CC
Four litre tank, I fill the spaceship up at BP
Laughing to the bank, you gotta pay the kid to see Ps

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof,

Loose, all my bitches cute
I heard you're a driller, nigga tell me who you shoot
Heard they're looking for me, I don't even know these yutes
Bitch I got the juice, I ain't push up on the roof
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Writer: Harrison Armstrong, James Murray, Jyrelle Justin O'Connor, Mustafa Armando Ibrahim Omer, Remell Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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