Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.G.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Manuel Rodriquez Iv
Composer
Terry Collins Jr
Songwriter
Lyrics
They see a young **** shined up, Yeah
Cuz a young **** shined up
Cuz a young **** shined up
Got my grind up this my time up
I ain’t never gonna give up
Till the **** wanna run up and it's time bruh, yeah
Cuz the young **** shined up
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yee
I done got it out the Mud now they wanna show me love
Cuz they see I shined up shined up shined up
If a **** run up Glock 40 leave you slumped
You gonna get fucked up fucked up fucked up
All these bad bitches trynna sign up
Cuz they see Your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
I’m bout grind I’m bout shine
I remember hoes didn’t speak
Cuz they seen a **** in that bus line
My chain shine the yicky shine
Now I’m in luxury with a **** bitch getting FaceTime
**** my money grind
**** my money shine
Now these hoes wanna fuck
cuz they know imma blow like landmines
You know I got it out the dirt
my white bitch solid
So I send her to drop off the work
you know I really get the bag
And all that pillow talkin shit will get you killed hella fast
Face on the newscast
we shined up **** by fucken with this money shit
Hoes on some funny shit
these 40 shells will hit you ****
heat yo ass up just like a heatin pad
I shine just like a Benz car
**** hate me cuz I’m shined up just like a shining star, Shine
I done got it out the Mud now they wanna show me love
cuz they see I shined up shined up shined up
If a **** run up Glock 40 leave you slumped
you gonna get fucked up fucked up fucked up
All these bad bitches trynna sign up
Cuz they see Your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
These hoes see TG & that **** Lavish on the big screen
Money scattered on the table ****
getting counted by a Money Machine
Fasho I tell that bitch to run that shit like water
I stay wit it I stay shinin like that **** Wayne The Carter
My wrist shine my whip shine
these hoes stay hittin my phone like a hotline
Yeah **** I post up in front of highline
The Bulky Stay ready for **** who try to fuck with mine
I stay shinin like Gold ****
when I caught them cases
I ain’t never bent or fold ****
I know you **** see the Infinity Truck on foes ****
You should have seen that Benz with the suicide Doors ****
TG been getting money in the trap
TG been thugged out since way back
I love Fucken with that Mini Mac RAAA RAAAA
I done got it out the Mud now they wanna show me love
cuz they see I shined up shined up shined up
If a **** run up Glock 40 leave you slumped
you gonna get fucked up fucked up fucked up
All these bad bitches trynna sign up
Cuz they see Your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
I done got it out the Mud now they wanna show me love
cuz they see I shined up shined up shined up
If a **** run up Glock 40 leave you slumped
you gonna get fucked up fucked up fucked up
All these bad bitches trynna sign up
Cuz they see Your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
Cuz they see your **** shined up
Written by: Manuel Rodriquez Iv, Terry Collins Jr
