Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PTM Hud
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hudson Coats
Songwriter
Savaun Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IkeMadeThis
Producer
1chrismade
Producer
Texty
Oh God
Oh God
Fell back up off the net, it’s too much fake love
**** killin’ for a shoutout, **** fake thugs
Jordybo, he got locked down tryna break sum
Earned a stripe and kept it solid, tilt my hat to cousin
I’m off a RP right now, I don’t need no Xan or nothin’
Like how you told and think you solid? You don’t stand for nothin’
I’m stingy’ wit’ it, stackin’ chips, don’t see no help was comin’
**** cuttin’ in my extras, gave myself a budget
It be the principles, when I’m trippin’ don’t do nothin’ else
Look at the man in the mirror, gotta check myself
Ounces sellin’ on the block, them bitches 180
Tryna change my life 360, stuck at 180
My grandma tellin’ me to be sum
**** ain’t help out forreal so I don’t need nun
In DR, out there arguin’ wit’ the bitch, can’t even enjoy my vacation
Bitches come through havin’ threesomes
It’s all up to you (oh God)
It’s all up you (oh God, oh God)
Fell back up off the net, it’s too much fake love
**** killin’ for a shoutout, **** fake thugs
Jordybo, he got locked down tryna break sum
Earned a stripe and kept it solid, tilt my hat to cousin
I’m off a RP right now, I don’t need no Xan or nothin’
Like how you told and think you solid? You don’t stand for nothin’
I’m stingy’ wit’ it, stackin’ chips, don’t see no help was comin’
**** cuttin’ in my extras, gave myself a budget
Compliments, my bitch be insecure (faded)
Come around me, showin’ me fake love (**** shady)
I bring awareness to my city, ain’t got no outlets
Young and broke, we balled on budgets at the outlets
I’m blicky shoppin’ buyin’ different kinds
30 he thinkin’ nick , 19 if he thinkin’ nine
Loyalty, don’t stand on business, he ain’t one of mine
I’m gettin’ slimy off the back, G said “give it time”
It’s all up to you (oh God)
It’s all up you (oh God, oh God)
Fell back up off the net, it’s too much fake love
**** killin’ for a shoutout, **** fake thugs
Jordybo, he got locked down tryna break sum
Earned a stripe and kept it solid, tilt my hat to cousin
I’m off a RP right now, I don’t need no Xan or nothin’
Like how you told and think you solid? You don’t stand for nothin’
I’m stingy’ wit’ it, stackin’ chips, don’t see no help was comin’
**** cuttin’ in my extras, gave myself a budget
Written by: Hudson Coats, Savaun Brown