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INTERPRÉTATION
K CAMP
K CAMP
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Eric Billingsly
Eric Billingsly
Paroles/Composition
Kristopher Campbell
Kristopher Campbell
Paroles/Composition
London Ruth
London Ruth
Paroles/Composition
Kasper Hinze Knudsen
Kasper Hinze Knudsen
Paroles/Composition
Anders Storm Runge Christiansen
Anders Storm Runge Christiansen
Paroles/Composition
Nicolai Andersen
Nicolai Andersen
Paroles/Composition
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
K CAMP
K CAMP
Ingénierie
Eric Billingsly
Eric Billingsly
Production
Trappin N London
Trappin N London
Production
UPNORTH
UPNORTH
Production
Bill Jabr
Bill Jabr
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Ingénierie de mixage

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(Sometimes I be tweakin' but I got my reasons) (Money on your head, they gon' stop you from breathin') Sometimes I be tweakin' but I got my reasons Money on your head, they gon' stop you from breathin' Cuz told me aunt'nem, they all miss me, like I don't miss them Me and you been beefin' lately, get it out your system Me and you been beefin' lately, get it out your- Plug be depressed, free that nigga Ralo (free that boy) Lick all on my bitch and go eat tacos Bust 'til I see the rewards Money make a bitch wanna slob Makin' movies, tell 'em record Diamonds shine, you can tell I'm on my job All the real ones in the building say (yeah) Oh-oh, hey (talk to 'em) Hey Hey, hey Hey, oh-oh Hey Sometimes I be tweakin' but I got my reasons Money on your head, they gon' stop you from breathin' (money on your head) Throw that shit up where you wrong (let's go) Cuz told me aunt'nem, they all miss me like I don't miss them Me and you been beefin' lately Me and you been beefin' lately, get it out your- I won't let these niggas interfere wit' the process Gang shit, hold weight like I bench press One text, three words, send the address Bitch, turn it up, get explicit I swear your head game is vicious Fuck it, I been burnt them bridges Stack the money up, stack it up, lil' bitch (bitch) Stingy with the pussy when you know I been hit it Tell it done changed, these my brand new Ricks Brand-new Glock with a brand-new stick, c'mon Sometimes I be tweakin' but I got my reasons Money on your head, they gon' stop you from breathin' (money on your head) Throw that shit up where you wrong (throw it up) Cuz told me aunt'nem, they all miss me like I don't miss them Know I'd rather get some money, ain't no time to diss them Me and you been beefin' lately, get it out your system Me and you been beefin' lately, get it out your-
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