Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Big Hash
The Big Hash
Vocals
Flow Jones Jr.
Flow Jones Jr.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
REABETSWE KUNGWANE
REABETSWE KUNGWANE
Lyrics
Kholekile Thontsi
Kholekile Thontsi
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Tuohy
Michael Tuohy
Producer
Elöhim Diasonama
Elöhim Diasonama
Producer

Testi

[Intro]
Pop off
Yeah I had to pop off
Don't care what no bitch say
On your list, I'm top dog
[Verse 1]
EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks
Write my ass a check
I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut
Okay
[Verse 2]
Woah
Woah
Woah
Michael just sent me this chop
Elöhim, you home?
[Verse 3]
Ayy
Woah
Woah
Woah
Yeah
[Chorus]
Pulled up
Made the whole block throw they twos up
I'm in all white
****, I ain't talkin' Ku Klux
EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks
Write my ass a check
I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
Work
That's what I put in (Huh)
Puttin' food in my fridge (Huh)
Feedin' my next of kin (Huh)
I been outside these days tryna get to the bag
My phone on DND
Locked in studio late night
Rap like Kanye, singin' like PND
[Verse 5]
I was with your bitch
Tryna put that mack on me
All kinda opps, even in my circle
Might need a strap on me
Pray for protection from that fake shit
Stayin' on track, homie
[Verse 6]
They love and hate me in their own time, guess that's fine by me, okay
Feelin' like Scrap from Love and Hip-Hop, they on my Deez-na-yeez
**** so low vibration
I'ma get high one man on THC
Bad lil' bae on my side
She attached to the hip
Got **** thinkin' we Siamese
She wanna know my government name
Don't Google it, bitch, I'm B-I-G
[Verse 7]
I'm P-I-M-P, P-double-O-P
That's what your boys on, ****, seven days a week
I don't play that, I'm playin' my cards right
Never play Blackjack with a black sheep
Tired of hearin' **** say they ain't even scratch no surface
I went and made the whole thing ashy
I ain't have shit in my name 'fore a **** got famous, I had to take a twelve man taxi
[Verse 8]
Purple syrup soda
Used to pour shit up in two cups
Thuggin' it out with the guys
Yeah, Flow my slime, yeah , that's my mucus
These **** step out of line one too many times, they gettin' their crew cut
The Za wasn't gettin' me high
I made a few calls and got me a new plug, okay
[Chorus]
Pulled up
Made the whole block throw they twos up
I'm in all white
****, I ain't talkin' Ku Klux
EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks
Write my ass a check
I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut (Yeah)
[PostChorus]
Pop off
Yeah I had to pop off
Don't care what no bitch say
On your list, I'm top dog
EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks (Hey)
Write my ass a check (Yeah)
I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut (Look)
Okay
[Verse 9]
I'm so busy
Gotta go hard, can't go back, ain't no Frisbee
Times were hard
This real life, ain't no Disney
Fuck a broad
That's on God, love can miss me
I was down on the floor now I'm standin' on business
[Verse 10]
Down bad, it was hard keepin' my head up but we up now
Send a text to my main thing, she gettin' piped up when I touch down
Young Biggy went independent, big boss, made a couple hunnid thou'
Standin' on business
You mentionin' money?
We could chop it up, ain't no Kung Pao (Let's go)
[Verse 11]
I'ma call back in a Jiffy if you back
If it's money, I'ma call back in an instant
Let's get back
I've been thinkin' 'bout Amiri Prada and 'em Louie tags
I been drippin'
Feelin' Gucci, lookin' like I'm Dapper Dan
[Verse 12]
I get plenty bags
Don't flaunt 'em all 'cause these hoes get attached
I can't trust a broad
They hop on IG live, put you on wax
So it's fuck 'em all, my circle small
My vision big, that's a fact
Phone on flight mode, on DND
Can't let her know where I'm at
[Verse 13]
When they call 'bout some money, you know I get aroused
I get straight to the right keys
I never had enough
They can't reach us no more, man
This shit gettin' tough
Jackie Chan, Chris Tucker, tryna get shit in a rush
[Verse 14]
Pramis, Jones (Hahaha)
I might go DM your ex 'cause I'm a rough rider, rough
I'm like yeah, yeah
That can't be us
Chasin' green like Nestlé, I need my racks up (Hey)
[Chorus]
Pulled up (Jones)
Made the whole block throw they twos up (Jones)
I'm in all white
****, I ain't talkin' Ku Klux
EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks
Write my ass a check
I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut
[PreChorus]
Pop off
Yeah, I had to pop off
Don't care what no bitch say
On your list, I'm top dog
[Outro]
EFT, FNB, ATM, we print them blue bucks
Write my ass a check
I'm wrappin' this shit up like I'm King Tut
Okay
Written by: Kholekile Thontsi, REABETSWE KUNGWANE
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