Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YDN
Performer
GoCrazyTonee
Performer
YoBosco
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dayveon Bowden
Songwriter
Kenneth Bostic
Songwriter
Philip Garner
Songwriter
Fredrik Oscarsson
Songwriter
Antonio Morgan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PhilGotAnother1
Producer
Fred.Beats
Producer
DJ BJ
Mixing Engineer
Lirik
I stick to the code like tape on the lock
If I pull out the work ain’t no sampling shit is you paying or not
200 on me like a **** didn’t used to sleep on the couch
A couple folks turn they back on me ain’t gonna call them out
I am riding around in that new motherfucker with them paper tags
License plate say fuck 12 they can kiss my ass
She say YDN, can you take me out that’s too much to ask
I said bitch, do it look like I take out the trash
A **** gonna tell you they side of the story, but leave out how they did you dirty
Supporting these ****, and help with these **** on my turn they start acting lazy
It was deeper to me they was family to me and it hurt my heart found out they hating
I kept it 100 and stayed to my self a year later we finally made it
Chasing that paper
Get high like sky scraper
If a **** ever think he have my bitch he can go ahead try and take her
Might take a trip get 3 hoes and fly em to Jamaica
Then sit em court side let em play the lakers
Car so big might lose yo hoe in here
220 on the dash you can hear me switching gears
You would think security gone the way we got them straps in here
And we ain’t going nowhere till the fucking coast is clear
Stars in the roof watch the ghost appear
James st Patrick they think ghost in here
You can tell by her mattress we be fucking here
This hoe think she a actress light camera action
Ima tell a bitch bout herself if i get some time for her
Mix the baccarat the bond number 9 and Tom ford
I might serve Elleven J’s like some concords
These **** tryna ride my wave like a surf board
I cristian Dior her feet i swear to god she ain’t no nun
Every time she say my name that bitch start speaking it in Tounge
I buy her everything she need but my heart is what she want
I can’t give a bitch my all cus you know i came from nun
I can’t give a bitch my heart cus you know that shit was weak
And I hate to conversate so raise yo hand before you speak
Ima hit her Friday Saturday Sunday I’m busy during the week
Say where you get them pills from bitch they from my doctor
She gone keep fucking with a real one and no I aint gone stop her
And I know she play with her nose I can tell by her nostrils
They calling my phone and they blowing me up tryna get me pull up teller no
Its 1500 for a walk through now I need at least 5 racks for a show
Its 1800 for a half of that bag I need 34 for a whole
And we call her oneal I might go big I might just shack on a hoe
Thigh pads in my pocket I might just tackle a hoe
Lobster tail and broccoli aint got problems feeding a hoe
I don’t trust these bitches I got problems believing a hoe
No I aint attached aint got no problem with leaving a hoe
Written by: Antonio Morgan, Dayveon Bowden, Fredrik Oscarsson, Kenneth Bostic, Philip Garner