Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aitch
Aitch
Vocals
AJ Tracey
AJ Tracey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brytavious Chambers
Brytavious Chambers
Songwriter
AJ Tracey
AJ Tracey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Producer
Whyjay
Whyjay
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) I said, "Say my name" (Say it) First class flight to L.A, as soon as I land, bill a paper plane (Uh) Soon touch back in the ends, 110 on the M, tryna take a chase (Skrrt-skrrt) Big fat stack in my bag, when I un-zip that, finna make it rain Cuh, when we run down, it's rain (Splash) Right wrist and left wrist, that's rain (Bling) She said, "Wagwan, what's going on?" "Why am I wet?" Gyal, that's rain (Blaow) Cuh, when we run down, it's rain Right wrist and left wrist, that's rain She said, "Wagwan, what's going on?" "Why am I wet?" Gyal, that's rain (Yeah) Me and rkid doin' up money Gyal on curry, neck McFlurry (Bling-blaow) When you stack your receipts, that's funny (Ha) Your jeans say P's but your bank says bummy (Ah) I was looney before I made tunes Now I'm AJ but my AP's Bugs Bunny (Bling) Big boogers in my watch, that's runny (Blaow) No drip, when I flick this, man hurry (Ching) I got the gyal of your dreams on her knees In my inbox, tryna call AJ "Honey" (Mwah) I go tape, make it rain or sunny I came from the dirt so we keep shit muddy (Yeah) Arabic gyal, big rocks is flooded (Yeah) See me, the habibti's dem love it (Mwah) All up on a bitch, Kante, man shovin' Mcglovin', run jokes, get blooded (Baow-baow) These kicks on my feet from Virgil No Van Dijk, I'm on slime like Keenan Bro got the cannon, he'll bang it no reason (Baow) Since '08, it's been get money season (Baow-baow) It's like girl, let's get it (Yeah) Spent mans drip on the jail, take credit (Brr) Got smoke for the opps but they think that's deaded Snake show skin around me and get shedded (Baow-baow) I said, "Say my name" (Woo!) First class flight to L.A, as soon as I land, bill a paper plane (Uh) Soon touch back in the ends, 110 on the M, tryna take a chase (Skrrt-skrrt) Big fat stack in my bag, when I un-zip that, finna make it rain Cuh, when we run down, it's rain (Splash) Right wrist and left wrist, that's rain (Bling) She said, "Wagwan, what's going on?" "Why am I wet?" Gyal, that's rain (Blaow) Cuh, when we run down, it's rain (Splash) Right wrist and left wrist, that's rain (Bling) She said, "Wagwan, what's going on?" (Huh?) "Why am I wet?" (What?) Gyal, that's rain (Yeah) Yeah, sick of some rappers and that But I stay doing me, never cap on a track (Wah) Gelato pack in the bag Then I throw up a M, got the map on my back (Uh) She make it clap for the Snap Yeah, the back wasn't bad but there's no way I'm tackling that (No) I'm wit' ya gyal on some 'yac in a gaff Bro tryna stack in the trap (Stack in the trap) Said I'm too young and my game's all talk But she got buss down like AJ's chain And psychodrama, the bitch like Dave Yo, what can I say? Man, the brain's insane (Ah-ah) Ten for the two-tone subby And ten for the new blueface when I rate 'em plain (Yeah, aight) Still come through and make it rain Turn up, stay lit, burn up, get paid Two-two peng ones giving man stress I delete 'em both, I'm so indecisive (Woo) Next gyal tryna attack man Goin' on crazy but I think I like it (Woo) More time, I lose my head But then I get stressed 'cause it's so hard to find it Think I got time for a side chick? No way, this not ridin' in my whip (Skrrt) I said, "Say my name" (Say it) First class flight to L.A, as soon as I land, bill a paper plane (Uh) Soon touch back in the ends, 110 on the M, tryna take a chase (Skrrt-skrrt) Big fat stack in my bag, when I un-zip that, finna make it rain Cuh when we run down, it's rain (Splash) Right wrist and left wrist, that's rain (Bling) She said, "Wagwan, what's going on?" "Why am I wet?" Gyal, that's rain (Blaow) Cuh, when we run down, it's rain Right wrist and left wrist, that's rain She said, "Wagwan, what's going on?" "Why am I wet?" Gyal, that's rain (Yeah) Hahahahaha, igh!
Writer(s): Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Harrison Armstrong, Aj Tracey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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