Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shordie Shordie
Vocals
Ronny 808
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Raquan Hudson
Songwriter
Terron Costley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Shultze
Recording Engineer
Ronny 808
Producer
Songtexte
[Verse 1]
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
[Verse 2]
Say she love me now
'Cause I be rappin' and trappin', I don't know what happened
Wanna gun me down
'Cause I be rappin' and trappin', they do lots of cappin'
Say I'm never round
But I be everywhere, where your girl be
She be rubbin' it, call it therapy
I just dick her down, never worry me
And some of that shit is exhaustin', we just be flossin'
Catch up wit' me, then I'm mobbin'
Some of that shit, it be costin', can't get it often
I was really used to robbin'
All in these streets, I'm a beast with that heat
Don't you dare compare to a monster
I ain't really with that shit too much
Reach for me, you gettin' bussed
[Verse 3]
I've been ridin' round wit' you, I'm gettin' money now
Ay, used to laugh and joke, it ain't nothin' funny now
Ay, cookin' beats from you, gettin' beats from running out
Ay, I be workin', she be twerkin'
Ridin' round wit' you, I'm gettin' money now
Ay, used to laugh and joke, it ain't nothin' funny now
Ay, hook and beats from you, gettin' beats from running out
Ay, I be workin', she be twerkin'
[Verse 4]
I'm really getting this money, I swear on God
You can go ask my mama
When I got caught up with both of my bitches
I left 'cause I didn't want no drama
When I was dummin', I ain't have no gun
Had to call up my cuz for the llama
And why we have to call like that?
I ain't even call him back
'Cause I'm grown, I can do it all alone
**** damn near twenty-two
If he run up on me all alone
I'ma give him damn near twenty-two
I remember them late nights, we was gettin' money
It was me and you
But we was fiendin'
Gone off the weed, and then poppin' these Percs got us leanin'
[Verse 5]
I've been ridin' round wit' you, I'm gettin' money now
Ay, used to laugh and joke, it ain't nothin' funny now
Ay, cookin' beats from you, gettin' beats from running out
Ay, I be workin', she be twerkin'
Ridin' round wit' you, I'm gettin' money now
Ay, used to laugh and joke, it ain't nothin' funny now
Ay, hook and beats from you, gettin' beats from running out
Ay, I be workin', she be twerkin'
[Verse 6]
Ridin' round my, city gettin' money now
Ay, used to laugh and joke, it ain't nothin' funny now
Ay, cook it, beats from you, get beats from running out
Ay, I be workin', she be twerkin'
Ridin' round my, city gettin', gettin' money now
Used to laugh and joke but ain't nothin', ain't nothin' funny now
Cook it, beefs from you, beats from running out
I be workin', mmm-hmm
[Verse 7]
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Written by: Daryl Taylor, Raquan Hudson

