Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Rio Da Yung OG
Rio Da Yung OG
Vocals
SAV
SAV
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Damario Horne McCullough
Damario Horne McCullough
Songwriter
Daniel Ray Robinson, Jr.
Daniel Ray Robinson, Jr.
Songwriter
Tony Green
Tony Green
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SAV
SAV
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Gentuar Memishi
Gentuar Memishi
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh, SAV killed it I gotta get me a crib out here in Detroit (you do), for real Put that teeny eeny-beeny little watch away Somebody pass me a cup, feelin' parched today Would've thought it wasn't summer how my steppas had marched today This bitch don't fuck me the same, think she gave her arch away Certified rack runner, I'm a stack doubler Used to fuck so many hoes, needed a stunt double Locked safe filled up with gold medals On the pegs, while my brother used to push the pedal (Yeah, yeah, yeah) That's how we got around Used to clean up for my own food, we had to buss it down Now I buss a hundred pack (I do) Bitch fucked me so wack, I want my number back Slangin' wood in her ass, feelin' like a lumberjack Got a private FN, guess what's up under that (thirty) She in love with my durag like Thundercat Put that teeny eeny-beeny little watch away Somebody pass me a cup, feelin' parched today Would've thought it wasn't summer how my steppas had marched today This bitch don't fuck me the same, think she gave her arch away Certified rack runner, I'm a stack doubler Used to fuck so many hoes, needed a stunt double Locked safe filled up with gold medals On the pegs, while my brother used to push the pedal When I was young, used to drop shit, now I'm doin' better My bitch know I'm halfway rich, she let me do whatever I'll hit you with 20 pounds if you moved in quicker I got a clip in the PLR longer than a school semester Me and Mikey slid on some niggas out a blue Tesla Dog took off runnin', got away, but I let Scoob catch him What the fuck is that, a 36 Datejust? Every nigga in the clique got two watches, know they hate us Put that teeny eeny beeny little watch away Somebody pass me a cup, feelin' parched today Would've thought it wasn't summer how my steppas had marched today This bitch don't fuck me the same, think she gave her arch away Certified rack runner, I'm a stack doubler Used to fuck so many hoes, needed a stunt double Locked safe filled up with gold medals On the pegs, while my brother used to push the pedal
Writer(s): Tony Green, Miles Parks Mccollum, Daniel Ray Robinson, Damario Donshay Horne Mccullough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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