Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
BERNA
BERNA
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
BERNA
BERNA
Paroles/Composition
The Beat Boss
The Beat Boss
Paroles/Composition
Cee Figz
Cee Figz
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Beat Boss
The Beat Boss
Production
Cee Figz
Cee Figz
Production

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Alcatel in my pocket
Every day is new cream
Alcatel in my pocket
10 racks in one week
[Verse 2]
70 bars in this crep (Crep) 40 bouffs on these jeans (Jeans)
20 nugs for this hat (Hat) 3000 pence on this tee (Splash)
Alcatel in my pocket, every day is new cream (Money)
If everything goes right, we'll make 10 racks in one week
I said 10 racks in one week, maybe 10 racks in one day
I know guys up in that T, tryna make 10 racks of that yay
And my chick gotta look fly, man put 10 racks on my bae
And my bros gotta eat too, man put 10 racks on my mate, wait
[Verse 3]
Racks on racks, open the safe and give me that cash
Came out Air Force steppin', but my bedroom, man came for the stack
(Cash, cash) They know about us, but we don't know about man
And they still wanna try and give verbals
They must not know about gang
And my chick's just talking grub
That's Nando's, not Hakkasan
Cheeky ten little half chicken
But broke as a ho from the coca man
I just stick to my banking scam
Shout out to my hacker, Stan
Taking every job like Bob the Builder
Screaming, "Yes, we can"
(Do it) You see me (See me) bank rolls, gimme, gimme (Gimme)
Schmoney dance, shimmy, shimmy (Shimmy)
Iced out, lookin' chilly
And they been looking for a couple views
Really tryna hit a milli
And I just do it in my Nike trackees, I'm Air One's, do you feel me?
[Verse 4]
70 bars in this crep (Crep) 40 bouffs on these jeans (Jeans)
20 nugs for this hat (Hat) 3000 pence on this tee (Uh)
Alcatel in my pocket (Money) every day is new cream (Splash)
If everything goes right, we'll make 10 racks in one week
I said 10 racks in one week, maybe 10 racks in one day
I know guys up in that T, tryna make 10 racks of that yay
And my chick gotta look fly, man put 10 racks on my bae
And my bros gotta eat too, man put 10 racks on my mate, wait
[Verse 5]
Fuck it up and get another one (Fuck it)
Hit a lick, give the runner some (Run it)
MMLC fly boys, we're the ones that they're runnin' from (Runnin')
Still screamin', fuckin' next chick
DJ Khaled get another one (Another one)
Still tellin' boys, "Don't slip"
Duck and dive when that Hummer comes
[Verse 6]
Still rollin' with Kojo, you can holler P for the rolos
Bad B, won't go low, that is what I call a low blow
We ain't stoppin' till we gold, gold, fly chicks want a photo
I don't even mind posin', but she better not post though
I don't bang for no post codes, Berna, baby, goin' global
Alcatel just ringin', this phone can't take photos
Phone can't take pictures, no faces, no traces
Leaving rappers in ditches, no bodies, no cases
[Verse 7]
70 bars in this crep (Crep) 40 bouffs on these jeans (Jeans)
20 nugs for this hat (Hat) 3000 pence on this tee (Uh)
Alcatel in my pocket (Money) every day is new cream (Splash)
If everything goes right, we'll make 10 racks in one week
I said 10 racks in one week, maybe 10 racks in one day
I know guys up in that T, tryna make 10 racks of that yay
And my chick gotta look fly, man put 10 racks on my bae
And my bros gotta eat too, man put 10 racks on my mate, wait
Written by: BERNA, Cee Figz, The Beat Boss
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