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Rich Amiri - ILLUMINATI (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Amiri
Rich Amiri
Vocals
Plush
Plush
Programming
Rio Leyva
Rio Leyva
Programming
Zuko
Zuko
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Plush
Plush
Songwriter
Zach Cassell
Zach Cassell
Songwriter
Rio Leyva
Rio Leyva
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Plush
Plush
Producer
Edgard Noel Herrera
Edgard Noel Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Rio Leyva
Rio Leyva
Producer
Zuko
Zuko
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, I'm on that Percocet, no, I can't stop it Prada on my collar, had to take a trip to Follies All the bad bitches fuckin' with me, gettin' cocky Knockin' off shit, can't tell a nigga, "Stop it" Talk about cash, gon' get a nigga started Can't pick up the phone, bitch, I'm somewhere in the Islands Started getting dough, people say I'm Illuminati Pull up in a Ford, then I'm flyin' in a private I don't want the doors on the Bentley, I'ma chop 'em Bentley or the Ghost? In the belly of the bottom Barely got sick on the Addy I swallowed On a G6, nigga flyin' like a Fallow Told the ho "Lick," I don't want no el gato Inside the Rolls look like a space shuttle I'ma just take him off, I ain't gon' tussle Bought her some rocks, she thinkin' I love her Walked in, 23 tucked Niggas ain't none, they tryna keep up Goyard stuffed like I robbed the Brink's truck Pour me up more, I ain't say it was enough Green-ass hoes stay flockin' like doves, yeah Never ever give 'em my trust Probably gon' put my trust in a dub I won't even touch that bitch, she a dub, yeah Told my woe, "Take 'em off," yeah, "Take 'em off," yeah Thanksgiving, pockets stuffed, double stuffed, yeah I ain't ever seen a bitch act like this before, yeah Poured a four, I still want some more (thanks, Zuko) Yeah, I'm on that Percocet, no, I can't stop it Prada on my collar, had to take a trip to Follies All the bad bitches fuckin' with me, gettin' cocky Knockin' off shit, can't tell a nigga, "Stop it" Talk about cash, gon' get a nigga started Can't pick up the phone, bitch, I'm somewhere in the Islands Started getting dough, people say I'm Illuminati Pull up in a Ford, then I'm flyin' in a private I don't want the doors on the Bentley, I'ma chop 'em Bentley or the Ghost? In the belly of the bottom Barely got sick on the Addy I swallowed On a G6, nigga flyin' like a Fallow Told the ho "Lick," I don't want no el gato Inside the Rolls look like a space shuttle I'ma just take him off, I ain't gon' tussle Bought her some rocks, she thinkin' I love her
Writer(s): Rio Leyva, Elijah Policard, Zach Cassell, Maksim Sosyan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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