Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Programmation
JT
JT
Chant
Yung Miami
Yung Miami
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Salvador Majail
Salvador Majail
Paroles/Composition
Jatavia Johnson
Jatavia Johnson
Paroles/Composition
Daviar Daly
Daviar Daly
Paroles/Composition
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Paroles/Composition
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Paroles/Composition
Nasir Moore
Nasir Moore
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Production
Gentuar Memishi
Gentuar Memishi
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Princston “Perfect Harmony” Terry
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Ingénierie de mixage
Salvador Majail
Salvador Majail
Ingénierie de prise de son
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Nasir Moore
Nasir Moore
Production

Paroles

[Verse 1]
I got that million dollar pussy and a million dollar ****
Got a million dollar budget, fuck him right, it could get bigger
Rich **** in the building ready to spend that shit
And I ain't tryna miss out worryin' 'bout no hatin' ass bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm lookin' for a trap star to pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR, to these little bitches, I'm a rap star
I fuck him till he broke, then take the cast off
And then I dash off, that's law
Once I bend it over, lil' bitches over
Got your **** in the back with his hands all over
[Verse 3]
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
[Verse 4]
I'm lookin' for a trap star to pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR, to these little bitches, I'm a rap star
I fuck him till he broke, then take the cast off
And then I dash off, that's law
[Verse 5]
Ask yo' ****, do he love Resha? Where the D boys at?
Let a real bitch trap with ya
I know them hoes be hatin', but I don't fuck with 'em
His money lookin' funny, on to another ****
Different foreigns outside, all push-start
Get what I want out these ****, then I cut 'em off
'Cause you know it ain't shit free
And plus a bitch got options, all these **** wanna fuck me
Breakin' bread, I'm on that dick just like a NASCAR
Let him touch it in the wraith so I can see the stars
Bitch we cut different, not the same cloth
Let 'em eat it when he hungry, he got a lockjaw
[Verse 6]
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
I'm lookin' for a trap star to pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR, to these little bitches, I'm a rap star
I fuck him till he broke then take the cast off
And then I dash off, that's law
Written by: Daviar Daly, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, Jatavia Johnson, Nasir Moore, Rasool Ricardo Diaz, Salvador Ben Haddad Majail Galvez, Salvador Majail, Shane Lindstrom
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