Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jemarcus Jackson
Songwriter
Michael Allen
Songwriter
Aubrien Meaders
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Hayes
Mastering Engineer
Andrea De Bernardi
Producer
Letras
I like when that money call me
I like when that money call me
I like when that money call me
I like when that money call
I like hear it ring ring I like when that money call
For that cash, I'm doing anything For that cash, I'm driving real fast
For that cash, you know how I do a dash For that cash, I probably wreck the whip
For that cash, I'm on your ass, I'm coming off the hip
All I know is don't slip, don't trip and make count
I'm still with my main bitch, them other hoes got X'd out
Don't play that gangster ass, roll around me cause I might blank out
Rapping on these beats, try my best to make it out
I like when that money call me
I like when that money call
I like when that money call
I like when that money call
I like hear it ring ring I like when that money call
I came back home for like two weeks but now it's time to leave
Can't believe the shit you heard cause that shit made me bleed
And we're talking about ARP, no one else can speak on me
I just had a crooked dream, woke up out another sleep
I've been on these percussive for days now I can barely breathe
They say I was special at school cause I can barely read
Now your money calling me Early morning I go get these racks
This shit bust out the jeans I've been to myself lately
I've been trying my best to think I can see the bullshit from a mile away
But I can't feel a thing Death to it, I can't hear a thing
I like when that money call me
I like when that money call
I like when that money call
I like when that money call
I like hear it ring ring
I like when that money call
For that cash, I'm doing anything
I came back home for like two weeks but now it's time to leave
Written by: Aubrien Meaders, Jemarcus Jackson, Michael Allen

