Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Finding Novyon
Performer
Angelo Bombay
Performer
Bfb Da Packman
Performer
Bobby Raps
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angelo Braye
Songwriter
Novyon Dixon
Songwriter
Tyree Thomas
Songwriter
Robert Richardson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Angelo Bombay
Producer
Lyrics
And I put that on my life yea…. to the yea… to the yea uh yoo
(Chorus)
Said you getting money that’s a god damn lie uh
We been getting to it and I put that on my life huh
I just got these thousands and these millions on my mind aye
It is no surprise uh I’m who they despise uh
Said you making moves that was a god damn lie aye
I just got it cracking and I put that on my life huh
Should I rock designer or your hoe I can’t decide aye
Conquer and divide uh just to multiply aye
(Verse One) Finding Novyon
Bitches wanna kick it this ain’t tae kwon doe huh
Just did three 3 EP’s I think I’m gonna drop one moe huh
On a Bombay beat you know I’m go Rambo huh
Hanging from the top like a ro sham beaux huh
I just paint a picture but I’m no van gough huh
When I’m in yo hoe I make that thottie hit the whoah huh
Smoking on some dope NOVY BOMBAY ARE the goats
I would hang em by the ropes but I really like the scope
Bunch a bitches worried bout my necklace
Checked all of your girlfriends off my motherfuckin checklist
Told my new hoe give a fuck bout who you slept with
It’s bout who flip next right after you dip set
(Chorus)
Said you getting money that’s a god damn lie uh
We been getting to it and I put that on my life huh
I just got these thousands and these millions on my mind aye
It is no surprise uh I’m who they despise uh
Said you making moves that was a god damn lie aye
I just got it cracking and I put that on my life huh
Should I rock designer or your hoe I can’t decide aye
Conquer and divide uh just to multiply aye
(Verse Two) Bfb Da Packman
Biggie in the flesh
Sterling street with the tech
Amiri can’t fit my waist
Or bankroll now I’m stressed
Went and brought the Gucci sweats
Hoochie momma on the text
Spirit airline not the jet
Byredo on my flesh hello
Bitch say she love me she a god damn lie
Lobos black owned bitch we don’t do no lie ayyyee
If her feet ugly baby can’t be my fiancé
Still selling dope while rapping motherfucker that cause crime pay
(Verse Three) Bobby Raps
Pounds on the plane in the goddamn sky
Say you need the plug I’m the goddamn guy
Buy it for the low than I sell it for the high
Say hello to the bread then I kiss the pack goodbye
Telekinesis I’m making moves with my mind
She want to be with me I’m getting choosed all the time
Bobby and Whitney she left bruise on my thigh
I’m just living my truth these other dudes living lies
(Chorus)
Said you getting money that’s a god damn lie uh
We been getting to it and I put that on my life huh
I just got these thousands and these millions on my mind aye
It is no surprise uh I’m who they despise uh
Said you making moves that was a god damn lie aye
I just got it cracking and I put that on my life huh
Should I rock designer or your hoe I can’t decide aye
Conquer and divide uh just to multiply aye
Written by: Angelo Braye, Novyon Dixon, Robert Richardson, Tyree Thomas
