Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destroy Lonely
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Sandimanie
Lyrics
Wesley Tyler Glass
Composer
Aaron Raj Tanarasoo
Composer
Jalan Lowe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil 88
Producer
Wheezy
Producer
Cloud
Producer
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Mixing Engineer
Songtexte
[Intro]
Hmm-mm-hmm
You know what I'm sayin', baby? Money bossed up, money life
This ain't a lifestyle, this shit is life (Perfect, wow)
'88, wait, whoa
[Chorus]
I'm steppin' in Ricky, just bought her Balenci
Baguettes givin' hickies, oh yeah
Had to flee out the city, she say that she miss me
But nah, I ain't got time to lay up
I go New York City, had to up my digits
Got millions on millions, gettin' richer
Yeah, dash cam digital, go jailbreak cutie
Fuck up the streets, goin' missing
I been feeling unwell, my ice unwell
Got bags on bags, oh yeah
She go Celine, Chanel, you know that's my girl, she pop it well (Wow)
Baby money ball, you can tell
Go Johnny Manziel, I wish you well (Yeah)
And none of my **** gon' tell (Yeah)
And all my dope gon' sell
[Verse 1]
Tim Tebow the bitch on her knees
The ho want cheese, but I paid my fee
My swag Japanese, yeah, check my receipts
My whips ain't leased, they all for me
Got a real bad bitch, she need a leash
Fuck a real young ho, she a real deal treesh
Tomato, tomahto, I got it, capiche?
Big M, top dollar, don't gotta compete
You know me and my guys, we all gon' eat
Just hit your thot, askin' what she need
My shirt's cashmere and my chains gon' swing (Yeah)
Ride with the thang on me
Big 5, baby money
All my hoes elite
All my shows sold out
Baby money travels the world
[Bridge]
Money baby, money baby
'88, wait
Check the lifestyle
This just life
[Chorus]
I'm steppin' in Ricky, just bought her Balenci
Baguettes givin' hickies, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Had to flee out the city, she say that she miss me
But nah, I ain't got time to lay up
I go New York City, had to up my digits
Got millions on millions, gettin' richer
Yeah, dash cam digital, go jailbreak cutie
Fuck up the streets, goin' missin'
I been feelin' unwell, my ice unwell
Got bags on bags, oh yeah
She go Celine, Chanel, you know that's my girl, she pop it well
Baby money ball, you can tell
Go Johnny Manziel, I wish you well (Yo)
And none of my **** gon' tell (Gon' tell)
And all my dope gon' sell
[Outro]
Baby money, baby money
'88
Written by: Aaron Raj Tanarasoo, Bobby Sandimanie, Jalan Lowe, Theo Staykoff, Wesley Tyler Glass
