Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SixSaidIt
SixSaidIt
Performer
Emetekoro Omene
Emetekoro Omene
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emetekoro Omene
Emetekoro Omene
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Guap the Guru
Guap the Guru
Producer
Jahmal Pierre
Jahmal Pierre
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

My nigga got a band for your band And a band for my band Couple bands for them bands So it's whatever Money talk Nigga wassup? He gone turn into a bitch of I leave might just pull the strap on me Said I'm where he wanna be, so he spend his last on me Niggas on my page got him stressed So he gone make it happen it don't matter the request Got him throwing double Ds on my chest now that's some big racks on me Big bs overseas spend some bloody stacks on me He know I ain't easy to impress So he gone do whatever cuz he rocking with the best He say in Brooklyn he a FraudStar But when he in Miami he a rockstar Sippin Dom P in Bellinis with his Allstar Bloody feet match the seats in his Porsche He Said I turned him to a monster He done killed every nigga in my roster Used to be in love with some bitch but he tossed her He want this forever got him waiting at the altar Now Lemme see you rock rock, Still sippin Henny on the block Used to have a little now my niggas got a lot We don't run with no imposters Self made but I'm looking like a fraudstar Lemme see you dip dip No I ain't tricking I'm rich Call me honey bun he put a hunnid on my wrist Try to bag me it'll cost ya I got a Nigga that'll spend it like a fraud star I like my wings with blue cheese for the starter That's a bag of blue hunnids in the charter Cold bitch, goose feathers in the parka Peach presidential, I ain't talking Jimmy Carter Keep my nigga waiting on me like he secret service Triple threat so my presence make him nervous When i put it on him got the nigga speaking cursive Cuz I put my thing down flip it and reverse it And if a nigga ever try to bargain then its fuck em Goose goose duck em He can spend it all but I'm still gone dub him Man these niggas know what it is I'm a big paid top notch bitch And I Swear I don't love em Imma burn his bread til a nigga got nothing Toast to the dead white men I'm running Man these niggas know what it is Big 6 shit play with ya kids Now lemme see you rock rock, Still sippin Henny on the block Used to have a little now my niggas got a lot We don't run with no imposters Self made but I'm looking like a fraudstar Lemme see you dip dip No I ain't tricking I'm rich Call me honey bun he put a hunnid on my wrist Try to bag me it'll cost ya I got a Nigga that'll spend it like a fraud star Lemme see you rock rock, Still sipping Henny on the block Used to have a little now my niggas got a lot We don't run with no imposters Self made but I'm looking like a fraudstar Lemme see you dip dip No I ain't tricking I'm rich Call me honey bun he put a hunnid on my wrist Try to bag me it'll cost ya I got a Nigga that'll spend it like a fraud star
Writer(s): Emetekoro Omene Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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