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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
HoodRich Pablo Juan
Vocals
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Lil Yachty
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Hill
Songwriter
Miguel Curtidor
Songwriter
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Ronald Spence Jr.
Songwriter
Sterling Pennix
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Spinz
Producer
Danny Wolf
Producer
RONNY J
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fuck poppin' Pablo
Oh, yeah
Gang
[Verse 2]
Chopper on me and you know that bitch folded
Pistol on me and you know that bitch loaded
Livin' my life just like everythin' golden
When I say that, I'm talkin' 'bout the Rollie
**** talk shit, put a hole in him slowly
Then I bag this bitch, fuck on that bitch slowly
Said you gettin' money, then you gotta show me
Know I'm a Vlone thug, bitch, I'm so lonely
[Verse 3]
Check it out
Diamonds shine in the dark
Water ring look like Voss
Fuck her once, break her heart
Skate on that girl like my name Tony Hawk
Had the swag from the start
Had the shit in my car
Duck, I aim with the moss
Berg so cold that my watch made me cough
I ain't never took a loss
Keep it a hunnid, of course
Pulled out that Lamb, no Honda Accord
I'll fuck your bitch and then I'll hit record
I took the Xan and then I'll hit the snore
Walk on the dead, bitch, I trip on the corpse
Countin' them bands, but y'all mentionin' Forbes
It felt like just yesterday I was poor
Wake up, I'm swaggin' in Christian Dior
[Verse 4]
I'm dressin' like I was Zobamambafoo
(Got lions and snakes on my Gucci shoes)
Poured up a deuce, I rolled up a blunt or two
(Your bit wanna fuck when she come through)
Sensei bustin' up bricks, I do kung-fu
(Good aim when I'm shootin', I'm huntin' you)
Caught a cold from my ice, achoo
All black Ghost pull up (Peek-a-boo)
I'm smokin' that platinum cookies, that's the best
I got the juice, I pour up that Hitech
Four pockets full, lookin' like thigh pads
Talkin' that gangsta shit, no, you ain't 'bout that
HoodRich, I keep the strap in my Louis bag
Fuck on your bitch, give her back, I'm through with that
Filthy rich like the sewer, don't hang with no rats
Designer my fashion, I'm still sippin' Act
[Verse 5]
Check it out, check it out, check it, I check it
Give me that pussy and watch how I wreck it
Hunnid thousand I just spent on my necklace
My big booty bitches share a crib in Texas
I used to hit scams and crack cards off the Nexus
I used to ride deep with my gang in the Lexus
I love all my women, boat never a sexist
I prefer 'em sexy, all colors, I'm with it
I'm dressin' like I never had money
Fuckin' like I never had bunnies
And I'm buckin' like I never had trainin'
I mean, magic, we got that bitch straight rainin'
Not even legal
Not even legal
My whip Don Cheadle
In the lot, do donuts, Knievel
Next **** hate, I'ma pay that tuition
'Cause I'm really havin' this paper
Young **** hittin' them capers
I'm like Kobe with the Lakers
Never switch up on my squad
Had to buy a crib for the garage
Got a triple threat, that's a ménage
Her and her friend gave my dick a massage
Just fucked a bitch named Indigo
Ball like I play for the Florida State Seminoles
[Verse 6]
I'm dressin' like I was Zobamambafoo
(Got lions and snakes on my Gucci shoes)
Poured up a deuce, I rolled up a blunt or two
(Your bit wanna fuck when she come through)
Sensei bustin' up bricks, I do kung-fu
(Good aim when I'm shootin', I'm huntin' you)
Caught a cold from my ice, achoo
All black Ghost pull up (Peek-a-boo)
I'm smokin' that platinum cookies, that's the best
I got the juice, I pour up that Hitech
Four pockets full, lookin' like thigh pads
Talkin' that gangsta shit, no, you ain't 'bout that
HoodRich, I keep the strap in my Louis bag
Fuck on your bitch, give her back, I'm through with that
Filthy rich like the sewer, don't hang with no rats
Designer my fashion, I'm still sippin' Act
Written by: Gary Hill, Miguel Curtidor, Miles McCollum, Ronald Spence Jr., Sterling Pennix, Symere Woods
