Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yelly
Background Vocals
Brenae Wilkes
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Wriggs
Songwriter
Brenae Wilkes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kyle Wriggs
Producer
Sam Tshibangu
Engineer
Lirik
Yeah turn me up a little bit, um
Turn up the beat in the headphones
Ayo real shit
I hate when you **** do that money talk like
That shit is so corny
**** what the fuck
I got my own shit
Damn this life feels so good
I'm doing everything that I said I would
Doing all the things that I knew I could
This a real bad bitch out of Inglewood
The bottom of my shoes on su-woop
Nah I ain't affiliated, that ain't what I do, do
I'm really da shit, damn, I'm really da Doo Doo
I drive his ass coo coo, he think I'm doing voodoo
Boy you crazy
Got my own shit, he tell me I'm intimidating
I'm going up, I'm moving up feel like I'm levitating
My time is coming
I just need a little patience
these hoes mad, I got hella hoes hatin
I got movement
Business is booming
**** on my dick, please don't be a nuisance
You **** now so useless
He ain't shit, I told his ass deuces ha
Sorry baby, but yo money don't impress me
Got my own shit, I be in my Telfy
Fuck a rich man, I want mine's wealthy
Body, mind, soul, healthy
Sorry baby, but yo money don't impress me
Got my own shit, I be in my Telfy
Fuck a rich man, I want mine's wealthy
Body, mind, soul, healthy
You playing games?
Or is you really into me?
Mosquito men, they just wanna suck ya energy
If I give that to you, tell me what you gon give to me?
Money? Ain't worth it
Bags? Not worth it
You can't give me nothing I can't get myself
He wanna get up in my body, he can't help himself
Got the **** on my hip
I gotta wear my belt
Bad bitch, I got the juice like Welch's
Sagittarius on my necklace
I bet they all know who the best is
I make my cash
I mind my business
I'm gon get what's mine
Fenty on my face
Two sprays Chanel number 9
You can't stop my hustle
You can't knock me off my grind
You can't stop my hustle
You can't knock me off my grind
A vibe like mine very hard to find
His hands on my thighs, nah
I ain't on that type of time
Sorry baby, but yo money don't impress me
Got my own shit, I be in my Telfy
Fuck a rich man, I want mine's wealthy
Body, mind, soul, healthy
Sorry baby, but yo money don't impress me
Got my own shit, I be in my Telfy
Fuck a rich man, I want mine's wealthy
Body, mind, soul, healthy
Written by: Brenae Chereece Wilkes, Kyle Wriggs