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INTERPRÉTATION
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Paroles/Composition
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Paroles/Composition
Carlos Munoz
Carlos Munoz
Paroles/Composition
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Paroles/Composition
Daniel Raab
Daniel Raab
Paroles/Composition
Dounia Aznou
Dounia Aznou
Paroles/Composition
Jordan Ware
Jordan Ware
Paroles/Composition
Kiowa Roukema
Kiowa Roukema
Paroles/Composition
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Paroles/Composition
Turrell Sims
Turrell Sims
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Harrison Holmes
Harrison Holmes
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Tiernan Cranny
Tiernan Cranny
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Aaron Mattes
Aaron Mattes
Ingénierie de mixage
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Production
CashMoneyAp
CashMoneyAp
Production
Daniel Moras
Daniel Moras
Production
Jordan Ware
Jordan Ware
Production
Los Hendrix
Los Hendrix
Production
YuMe
YuMe
Production
YoungKio
YoungKio
Production

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(CashMoneyAP) Thumbin' Mm, through, blue hundreds, yeah 'Lotta, money (Kio, Kio) I say, ayy (ayy) Rubber band hundreds, this sh- keep on comin' I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumped He a ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie) Add to the convo if it's about money I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin' Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin') Rubber band hundreds, this sh- keep on comin' I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumped He a ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie) Add to the convo if it's about money I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin' Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin') Hundred band, hundred band, guns in the Sprinter van Never play middleman, we gotta get a man (we gotta get a man) If I don't feel a man, we gotta kill a man Spin like a ceilin' fan, not for the dividends (grrt-grrt, grrt-grrt) Reapin' the benefits like he an immigrant (ayy) Lot of artillery, special delivery (ayy) Show my agility and my ability Go on a killin' spree like we the military (let's go, let's go) Play with my cash, and I'm on your a- Like the pockets on the back of your pants (back of your pants) Lay on my stash like it was a mattress Pillowcase filled up with my bands (up with my bands) Couple grand in the addict, 'nother grand like magic, that's mathematics Gettin' paid is a habit, ballin' like I was a Maverick or John Madden Rubber band hundreds (grrrt), this sh- keep on comin' I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumped He a ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie) Add to the convo if it's about money I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin' Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin') Rubber band hundreds, this sh- keep on comin' I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumped He a ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie) Add to the convo if it's about money I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin' Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin') I'm thumbin' through bands and racks Deep in that water, b-, it ain't no friends in that First n- playin' get whacked Scope on a new Glock, I got a lens attached Like my shooter got aim assist He bound to hit anything that he blammin' at Catch him and bang him quick Empty the clip, 12 hollows gon' lay in his back, uh Uh, money counters beepin' Blue strip dreams while I'm sleepin' .40 with a beam if they creepin' Too Turnt Gang what I'm bleedin' Snatch who chain? Bi-, I'm squeezin' Bullets patch his brain, he ain't breathin' Was posted in the rain with some heathens Look how far I came, they can't believe it Rubber band hundreds, this sh- keep on comin' I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumped He a ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie) Add to the convo if it's about money I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin' Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin') Rubber band hundreds, this sh- keep on comin' I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumped He a ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju, ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie) Add to the convo if it's about money I'm th-th-th, th-th-th, th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin') Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin' Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Writer(s): Jordan Maillard Ware, Alex Christian Jean Petit, Carter Lang, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Bryson Lashun Potts, Kiowa Roukema, Carlos Munoz, Daniel Moras Raab, Turrell Thomas Sims, Dylan De Graaff, Hans Noomen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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