Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
CRITTER
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
CRITTER
Letra
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
CRITTER
Producción
Letra
Yeah
Self made, ****
No **** give me no handout, ****
Ain't up under no **** dick pullin', ****
For real
Self made, made man, I'm my own man
Need no **** to shoot for me, do my own spin
Ain't no **** recruitin' with me, got my own bands
Fly out the country, we change up the plans
Three bitches with me, they speak what they sayin'
Mac Critter hittin', don't know nothin', but English
Threw the money, I be tryin' not to think it
Dope boy, bitch, got a house on my pinky
She suckin' dick, lookin' at me, ain't blinkin'
Purple and yellow, you know what I'm drinkin'
Pretty ho starin', I know what she thinkin'
Smashin' the gas got me sinkin'
These **** money be shrinkin'
Rolls Royce, double R
Ratchet bitch, fuck a star
Ho fuck with me, upgrade her car
Confidential, don't say what you saw
Confidential, don't say what you saw
Chancin' that, boy you not gon' get far
**** mad 'bout these bitches, that's all
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Put a **** ass in a wall
Mismatched designer, I show some to y'all
Lil' ****, come shoot out the back or you hogged
Shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws
Still tryna rob, lil' boy, you ain't fifty
**** in a whole 'nother state tryna diss me
Sound like a bitch, pussy boy, you know you miss me
Every time my check clear, I buy more switches
Self made, made man, I'm my own man
Need no **** to shoot for me, do my own spin
Ain't no **** recruitin' with me, got my own bands
Fly out the country, we change up the plans
Three bitches with me, they speak what they sayin'
Mac Critter hittin', don't know nothin', but English
Threw the money, I be tryin' not to think it
Dope boy, bitch, got a house on my pinky
She suckin' dick, lookin' at me, ain't blinkin'
Purple and yellow, you know what I'm drinkin'
Pretty ho starin', I know what she thinkin'
Smashin' the gas got me sinkin'
These **** money be shrinkin'
Rolls Royce, double R
Ratchet bitch, fuck a star
Ho fuck with me, upgrade her car
Confidential, don't say what you saw
Confidential, don't say what you saw
Chancin' that, boy you not gon' get far
**** mad 'bout these bitches, that's all
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Put a **** ass in a wall
Mismatched designer, I show some to y'all
Lil' ****, come shoot out the back or you hogged
Shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws
Still tryna rob, lil' boy, you ain't fifty
**** in a whole 'nother state tryna diss me
Sound like a bitch, pussy boy, you know you miss me
Every time my check clear, I buy more switches
Written by: CRITTER
