Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pouya
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pouya
Songwriter
Andrew Adolph
Songwriter
Jerry Antoine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chevali
Producer
Lirik
[Verse 1]
She think she need me, girl, you gon' make it
Drink got me leanin', trap got me faded
I can't believe it, rap got me famous
Racks got me jaded, all of these stacks in my stash house
I made it, feel like the greatest
She think she need me, girl, you gon' make it
Drink got me leanin', trap got me faded
I can't believe it, rap got me famous
Racks got me jaded, all of these stacks in my stash house
I made it, came from the basement
[Verse 2]
Rubbin' bodies, thotties, I love 'em
I'm diggin' and doggin', $lick $lothin', I'm slossin'
Wrist look like I ball off, been causin' problem
Molotov tossin', dirty drink got me noddin'
Ride with my bitch at my side, don't forget
Four finger ring, oh, now look like a pimp
Back to the pimp, got me stayin' like a bitch
Coolin' with some ho from the valley, boy, it's lit
Bitches all think and I'm lovin' it
Cuffin' never discussed 'cause I'm not into relationships
Fuck all the fake shit, not paintin' shit
Ho tell me I don't like Vincent Van Gogh
Ran through that door with the world on my mind
Racks got me jaded, rap got me famous
Finessin' tickets, tell my mama I made it
Stepped in the pavement
[Verse 3]
She think she need me, girl, you gon' make it
Drink got me leanin', trap got me faded
I can't believe it, rap got me famous
Racks got me jaded, all of these stacks in my stash house
I made it, feel like the greatest
She think she need me, girl, you gon' make it
Drink got me leanin', trap got me faded
I can't believe it, rap got me famous
Racks got me jaded, all of these stacks in my stash house
I made it, came from the basement
[Verse 4]
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-K-E-N-T
Baby, I know that you don't need me
Still, I could never see you without a G
Mama, I'm famous, still I gotta ride with a stainless
Got a rack for every man who said I wouldn't make it
From the basement to the pavement
From the broke me to a rich man
Caddie swervin' and I'm drivin' in your pit, man
Swingin' like Tarzan on Xan's
Crazy, unstable, I'm losin' it
Spent all my money on Vegas booty bitches
Now I'm doin' dishes just to come back up
Got my rap tats backed up
Like Wesley, now my life fucked up
Fuck it, I'ma get drugged up
Pick up a gun and light the damn club up, yeah
[Verse 5]
She think she need me, girl, you gon' make it
Drink got me leanin', trap got me faded
I can't believe it, rap got me famous
Racks got me jaded, all of these stacks in my stash house
I made it, feel like the greatest
She think she need me, girl, you gon' make it
Drink got me leanin', trap got me faded
I can't believe it, rap got me famous
Racks got me jaded, all of these stacks in my stash house
I made it, came from the basement
Written by: Andrew Adolph, Jerry Antoine, Kevin Pouya

