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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Vocals
Flansie
Flansie
Programming
sserotonin
sserotonin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tuheij Maruwanaya
Tuheij Maruwanaya
Songwriter
Wiebe Grob
Wiebe Grob
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White II
Michael Lamar White II
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Songwriter
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Igor Mamet
Igor Mamet
Mixing Engineer
Peter Jideonwo
Peter Jideonwo
Executive Producer
Flansie
Flansie
Producer
sserotonin
sserotonin
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah Holy fuckin' smokes, I got my money up (cash) Countin' all these bands, took me a while just to damn run it up Multi millions, I fill a hundred up All this cash on me but I still can't buy love Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up See a bag for this shit like a acrobat, nigga, get your stacks up Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup All this cash on me, but this money still won't buy love You can't fit my racks in an arena White cup filled with purple stuff, it look like Frieza Bro and them got hit with that subpoena Better keep they mouth shut or we're gonna have to clean up Throwin' money up like I'm nauseous Baby girl, I'm exhausted Baby, be cautious Know the streets be talkin' Every day, walk with a check and a motherfuckin' target Every day, makin' money every way, hang with them bosses Holy fuckin' smokes, I got my money up (cash) Countin' all these bands, took me a while just to damn run it up Multi millions, I fill a hundred up All this cash on me but I still can't buy love Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up See a bag for this shit like a acrobat, nigga, get your stacks up Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup All this cash on me, but this money still won't buy love All this damn dick fillin' her tummy up (yeah) I done fucked your bitch and her best friend in front of her How the fuck you ain't never get your money up? I just spent me a hundred thousand, I treat it like it's 20 bucks I'm a Leo, now watch how I fuck the summer up Your girl got my name tatted, she swear she won't get a cover up If he want smoke with me, that's another blunt All different kinds Every girl fine Can't make my mind Holy fuckin' smokes, I got my money up (cash) Countin' all these bands, took me a while just to damn run it up Multi millions, I fill a hundred up All this cash on me but I still can't buy love Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up See a bag for this shit like a acrobat, nigga, get your stacks up Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup All this cash on me, but this money still won't buy love (What? Yeah) (Where am I?) (14, 16) (Huh? Huh?) (Really, where am I?)
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Michael Lamar Ii White, Tuheij Niklas Maruwanaya, Wiebe Grob Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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