Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
3K
3K
Interprète
Ahmed Eissa
Ahmed Eissa
Rap
Richard Truong
Richard Truong
Rap
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Beluga
Beluga
Paroles/Composition
Ahmed Eissa
Ahmed Eissa
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Benny Lago
Benny Lago
Production

Paroles

[Verse 1]
I ain't got time, I'm running my city
My shorty so fine, I told her come get it
I get the cash, tell her to spend it
Shorty gon' play around my credits
Swipe, swipe
Playing around with my credits
I, I
Gotta go get it how I get it
[Verse 2]
Gotta go get it how I get it
Shawty wanna call on the low, but it ain't no business
Motorola phone when I hit it, I'ma flip it
3K whipping in the dark, night vision
Dark Knight vision how I move like a bishop
I took two but don't mind me, I'm chillin'
Take what I want, get what I get
He upset 'cause a **** stay winning
[Verse 3]
Flip, little bitch, ooh, make it look gnarly
She like me, lookin' like Bob Marley
If I disrespect you, I'm sorry
I don't mean to but honestly
In love with the fatty
Nothing on, call it high fashion
Talking 'bout my actions
**** get ****
[Verse 4]
Freaky lil' bih
Do it for a dime
I don't want her, she thinking she mine
Shawty, she spend a whole bag on a guy
Shooting my shot like this shit Columbine
[Verse 5]
She dig the show
Dig this shine
Said our stars are aligned
She can stay for the night
When you wake up, we can go and
[Verse 6]
Swipe, swipe
Yeah, that money'll change your
Life, life
Run it up till the bank go
Dry, dry, dry
Dry, dry
Hun, I want gold not white
[Verse 7]
I ain't got time, I'm running my city
My shorty so fine, I told her come get it
I get the cash, tell her to spend it
Shorty gon' play all around with my credit
Swipe, swipe
Playing around with my credit
I, I
Gotta go get it how I get it
[Verse 8]
Money in transit
Gotta go get it how I get it
Motorola phone
How I hit it, I'ma flip it
[Verse 9]
Don't mind me, I'ma get it
Make her backflip in the backseat coupe, she spinning
Max out the card
Break down her gaurd
Baby, thirty side, we living large
Run up the store and fuck up my credits, swipe
Whole menu for dinner
Don't ask for the price just go ahead and order up a lobster
**** are chicken
On her ten tippy toes, throw it back like Tenet
Not a friend, that's a foe, my **** dismiss him
Yeah, he think he a boss, I beg to differ
That's fake designer, Fugazi Margiela
[Verse 10]
She throw it back in reverse just like Tenet
Gave her a bag just to clear up the tension
Max out the credit
Girl, you finished
Came from the bottom so we always winning
[Verse 11]
I'm with it, I'm with it, she know that I'm with it
Move like a hound, any bone I pick it
Dig it, don't be silly
Gon' do it my way
And I'ma eat it like every day her birthday
Skin so smooth, butter shea, okay
In full the only way I ever get paid
Talking smack get smacked now he talking to the hand
Tough luck, baby man, I know you had plans
Took her from her mum and her dad, Peter Pan
Lost boys all around me, that's the band
Kiss her from the forehead to the toes 'cause I can
[Verse 12]
Opps wanna see me in the chair like Timmy
I see that booty, I tell her to gimme
See you in that AMG whip but it's rented
Where is the money you say you is spending?
I came from rationing cents and the pennies
Green in my pocket, strut through the city
She break the bank, she want it, she get it
So swipe till the whole thing finished
Bitch on my broom catching up like quidditch
Cashing out fast when tell her don't slow down
Give me peace when my whole thing in it
I was no one but I'm someone that you know now
Used to pray to God for a dollar and a billy
Now I do a show and the whole show sold out
Yeah, she can not fuck up my image
But come fuck with my feelings, yeah
Written by: Beluga, Eissa, Richard Truong
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