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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Bunny Sigler
Bunny Sigler
Songwriter
Dameon Hughes
Dameon Hughes
Songwriter
Derrick Demon Jackson
Derrick Demon Jackson
Songwriter
Kazumi Tabat
Kazumi Tabat
Songwriter
Kevin Arthur Minton
Kevin Arthur Minton
Songwriter
Phil Hurtt
Phil Hurtt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Superstar O.
Superstar O.
Producer
Aaron Mattes
Aaron Mattes
Mixing Engineer
The Beatsmith
The Beatsmith
Producer
Yuneer Gainz
Yuneer Gainz
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, hey, hey Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Tell 'em that I know money, used to gettin' dope money Now I'm gettin' show money, I need some more up front Traffickin' a snow bunny, runnin' through a bag of hunnids Tell 'em that I know money, I need some more up front Ain't gotta look for me, bitch, you know I'm where I'm at Anywhere where a check be on my set, I ain't never been in debt Stacks on deck, racks on my neck, nigga better come correct (come correct) Drip on me like I'm goin' to the Met, but I'm goin' to a jet, I ain't had no rest (no rest) Eat and sleep and breathe this shit, feed the streets like Roddy Ricch (like Roddy Ricch) Regular clip with a switch, need extensions (brr, brr) 'Cause them bitches blow fast, you're bullshittin' (you're bullshittin') Bad bitch, ass fat, no titties (no titties) I had to tell that bitch, she need some more up front Tell 'em that I know money, used to gettin' dope money Now I'm gettin' show money, I need some more up front Traffickin' a snow bunny, runnin' through a bag of hunnids Tell 'em that I know money, I need some more up front Drop a diss, we drop you quick, then remix the shit that you rap (that you rap) Monogamist, the only stick I fuck with, married to that (married to that) Polygamist, a few got hit, I wife the stick, I ring that Ain't new to shit, ramen noodle shit, the family seen that Go getter, gorillas go get 'em if it's tension (let's go) Four-nickel, won't miss 'em, drop a dime, now he missin' Leave a nigga swimmin' with the fishes (ayy, with the fishes) Water whippin', got momma washin' the dishes Had the feds at my neck, can't break no sweats Pressure burst pipes, but it ain't broke me (ain't break shit) Mo' money, mo' problems, tell me where it's at (where it's at) I can handle all it, I ain't fold yet (I ain't fold yet) More green than a salad, vinaigrette (vinaigrette) Bad bitch in the valley, give me sex (give me sex) Y'all rap niggas shows be too dead (too dead) Y'all need some more up front Tell 'em that I know money, used to gettin' dope money Now I'm gettin' show money, I need some more up front Traffickin' a snow bunny, runnin' through a bag of hunnids Tell 'em that I know money, I need some more up front Ha-ha-ha Ayy, tell the labels when I come back to sound "I need some more up front" Ayy, tell the dope boys that out there that's frontin' them thangz "We need some more up front" Tell 'em that I know money, used to gettin' dope money Now I'm gettin' show money, I need some more up front Traffickin' a snow bunny, runnin' through a bag of hunnids Tell 'em that I know money, I need some more up front I need some more up front I need some more up front
Writer(s): Phil Hurtt, Bunny Sigler, Kevin Arthur Minton, Dameon Sean Hughes, Bryson Lashun Potts, Kazumi Tabata, Derrick Demon Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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