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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Programming
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Songwriter
Denis Berger
Denis Berger
Songwriter
Anthony Tchakalla
Anthony Tchakalla
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Producer
Pvlace
Pvlace
Producer
Gunboi
Gunboi
Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Durel made the beat, I'ma rock with it I cop me a coupe and I hop in it (Coupe) He claimin' the game but he not in it (Nah) That Birkin bag came with the fire in it (Brrt) He told you a rap with lie in it (Lie) He got some new jewels, he flexin' his ice He prayin' to God he don't die in it (God) Let me take em' back to the bando in the Nawf Don't you remind me (Nawf) I try to stay low, but I shine so bright So it be hard not to find me (Shine) These rainbow diamonds up in that Rollie No, this not no regular time piece (Rainbow) Come place your order, gon' cost you a quarter And there's a fee to stand beside me (Fee) God forbid, if somebody try me I'm turnin' this shit to a crime scene (Brrt) Grab a cig' and put up the kid The mini Draco in the arm sling (Shoot) And ain't no jumpin' or switchin' no side When I let it sing, the bell ring (No) Please don't judge me just 'cause of my cover 'Cause you never seen what I seen (Go) When the racks too skinny I walk in the bih with my gun out (Bah) You don't know what I know, ain't seen what I seen What the fuck they be talm 'bout? (Huh?) Damn (Damn), she stick on a bag and on this bitch to clock out (Go) I pulled the F&N out of my drawers She thought I was pullin' my cock out (Cock out) If you touch one of us, we bust Your lil' bitty shit get show down (Grrah) You're not one of us, I didn't not trust ya then Especially not now (No, no) Young nigga come through spittin' this swingin' shit It's a Nawfside playground (Nawfside) Yeah, zip 'em up, spray ground (Zip 'em) We gon', 85, Nawfbound (Skrr) Yessir, it's Migo business (Yessir) We divided the field like tennis (We divided the field) We shook up the trenches (Yeah) Movin' the tenants and still trappin' in it (Trap, trap) It's a handout, 50 (Woo) I stack it up, double up, spend it (Stack it, stack it) When the racks too skinny (Too skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh) When the racks too skinny (Too skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, woo) When the racks too skinny (Go) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh) When the racks too skinny (Skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, suwoo) When the racks too skinny (Too skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Offset, squeeze) Dropped out of school (Hey) Kicked down the door, bust it down, now we full (Kick down) Know 'bout the demin, the patches velour (Uh) I send 'em, they split 'em, don't go back and forth (Hoo) I got a stick, the bitch take down a horse (Stick) Basketball season, the Wraith like a court (Hey) We get you split, get you put in a morgue (Morgue) Big body mansion with basketball courts (Court) Count a whole M up, my thumb was sore (Sore) Just look at this bitch and I know I'ma score (Score) Two hunnid cash with a mag in my drawer (Mag) I'm pullin' strings like I play the guitar (Hey) Dracos and MACs we ready for war (Dracos, the Dracos) We petty, we spend every day with them cut up machete I spend a little lettuce, he sent to the medics My money come steady, somebody die, only way I can dead it I heard your money was sheddin' We on the verge, worth hundreds of millions (Verge) They trick off your top and I took off my ceiling (Hey) Cash in the vault, I got more than a million Ms in the bank, I don't care 'bout a M (Please) Play with the gang, we stay and we drill 'em (Chirp) Fuck it, we crash we villain (Skrrt) I'm in my bag and I'm hittin' (Uh) When the racks too skinny (Too skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, woo) When the racks too skinny (Go) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh) When the racks too skinny (Skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, suwoo) When the racks too skinny (Too skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh) When the racks too skinny (Racks) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, woo) When the racks too skinny (Go) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh) When the racks too skinny (Skinny) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, suwoo) When the racks too skinny (Racks) I can make some, squeeze a milli' (Squeeze, uh) Durel made the beat, I'ma rock with it
Writer(s): Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Quavious Marshall, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Daryl Mcpherson, Denis Berger, Anthony Tchakalla Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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