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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mozzy
Mozzy
Vocals
YFN Lucci
YFN Lucci
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Patterson
Timothy Patterson
Songwriter
Rashawn Bennett
Rashawn Bennett
Songwriter
Ricardo Toussaint
Ricardo Toussaint
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RippOnTheBeat
RippOnTheBeat
Producer
Perez PKA Piece
Perez PKA Piece
Recording Engineer
Chris Longwood
Chris Longwood
Mastering Engineer
Franklyn “PIECE” Perez
Mixing Engineer
Rippa on the Beat
Rippa on the Beat
Producer

Lyrics

(Uh, we got Rippa on the beat, bitch) (Let me hear it) Yeah How you get up on that stand? You ain't no man, nigga Aye, how you get up on this load when you ain't play 'em, nigga? Damn, nigga, I'm sayin' though thought we was brother brothers Behind you, would've easily dropped a hundred of 'em Behind you, would've set it down like this time it's nothin' You don't love me like you say you wouldn't slide for nothin' When brodie died, you wasn't trippin', you got high for youngin' Aye, why my name in all yo' work, you FBI or somethin'? We gettin' money, I can't even tell the time for nothin' Big VV, I'll bust a nigga, diamonds bustin' Buy 'em low, and then we bargain for the higher number Aye, fuck the suckers, they still hidin' from us On God Money counter on the counter with the vacuum sealer (with the vacuum sealer) There's extra for you in the pack, you know what's happenin', killer (you know what's happenin', killer) Ain't no leakin', ain't no loafin', ain't no lackin', nigga (ain't no lackin', nigga) We millionaires, and still'll blap a nigga We active Money counter on the counter with the vacuum sealer (with the vacuum sealer) There's extra for you in the pack, you know what's happenin', killer (you know what's happenin', killer) Ain't no leakin', ain't no loafin', ain't no lackin', nigga (ain't no lackin', nigga) We millionaires, and still'll blap a nigga We active (yeah, look, money on the counter) And I don't even trust the money counter I gotta count it on my own, the only way it get handled I gotta stay with the chrome, the only way I can travel I gotta get to the top and I ain't get me no ladder How the fuck you ran, but ain't chasin' no cheddar? You niggas tellers (yeah) Clamin' you want smoke, but won't even inhale it Look, claimin' you need work, but can't even sell it I'm 'bout my green, I'ma need me relish I got a lot of enemies, I'ma need three weapons Just like we on the dance team, best believe we steppin', and we reppin' Throwin' up gang signs like we protestin' And I'll get him outlined, no wrestlin' Money counter on the counter with the vacuum sealer (with the vacuum sealer) There's extra for you in the pack, you know what's happenin', killer (you know what's happenin', killer) Ain't no leakin', ain't no loafin', ain't no lackin', nigga (ain't no lackin', nigga) We millionaires, and still'll blap a nigga We active Money counter on the counter with the vacuum sealer (with the vacuum sealer) There's extra for you in the pack, you know what's happenin', killer (you know what's happenin', killer) Ain't no leakin', ain't no loafin', ain't no lackin', nigga (ain't no lackin', nigga) We millionaires, and still'll blap a nigga We active
Writer(s): Timothy Patterson, Ricardo Toussaint Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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