Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shordie Shordie
Shordie Shordie
Vocals
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Programming
Kook Up
Kook Up
Programming
Young Cutta
Young Cutta
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Nduwimana
Daniel Nduwimana
Songwriter
Raquan Hudson
Raquan Hudson
Songwriter
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter
Henry Lotas-Sherratt
Henry Lotas-Sherratt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Producer
Cassandra Isbell
Cassandra Isbell
Assistant Engineer
Jett Galindo
Jett Galindo
Mastering Engineer
Ali "Amac" McGuire
Ali "Amac" McGuire
Mixing Engineer
Kook Up
Kook Up
Producer
Young Cutta
Young Cutta
Producer

Letras

Seems real She say that I'm dangerous 'cause I keep steel (Cutta, we rich) Off an Uber still, like, "Where your seatbelt?" Police pull us over, if I reach Kill (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice) And what about me I'm the man, millionaire I get to trappin', she tell me I'm livin' here Like I'll pay you to do it, she like, "You pay me to do it" I get to walkin' away, she like, "Give it here" I told that hoe to Google my net worth, ooh, and tell me what it say He got all this money, but hе still be 'round the way He talk down, don't know mе, man, I think that nigga gay Why don't you never meet up with me? When he not around Tell him that you found you Another nigga that appreciate it What about your feelings, how you feelin' 'bout it? Wait Girl, fuck that nigga and how he feel about it 'Cause I ride with that thing and hit, she's Mine if I claim that bitch phone Lie and I'll change that bitch, but Why would I change up with no reason? She a workaholic, but'll fuck me every season Say she got mad love for me, but she ain't never leaving That nigga that cheated her so bad, okay He cheated you so bad, but you'll come to me for closure I told that hoe to Google my net worth and tell me what it say He got all this money, but he still be 'round the way He talk down, don't know me, man, I think that nigga gay Why don't you never meet up with me? When he not around Tell him that you found you Another nigga that appreciate it Oh, ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy Oh, ayy-ayy, ayy I told that hoe to Google my net worth, mmm, and tell me what it say He got all this money, but he still be 'round the way He talk down, don't know me, man, I think that nigga gay Why don't you never meet up with me? When he not around you Tell him that you found you Another nigga that appreciate it Hey, listen I Googled my net worth It said two hundred fifty thousand Or two hundred seventy-five thousand I got signed, I got signed for a half an M What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? And she found a nigga that appreciate her too Ayy, tell Google fix that shit I'm done, I'm walkin' out of this bitch Google got me fucked up Man, fuck me, fuck them, fuck what they got me
Writer(s): Shane Lindstrom, Henry Lotas-sherratt, Daniel Nduwimana, Raquan Hudson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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