クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Jacob Kerley
Songwriter
歌詞
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lets go
Way too high i'm loaded
Pockets so big they bloated
He aint getting money we know it
If you really get money then show it
Like fuck that shit don't need no bitch
We know his racks counterfeit
Big ol' M's like money Mitch
I make hits don't need no pitch
Fuck that
Baggy pants don't do no Rick Owens
Said he get money, tell that lil boy show it
Started getting big boy bread so i can't blow it
She just want to do me bad oh God I know it
Fuck that
I can not admit shit
Yeah hundred round choppa on me got some big tits
Pockets like a morgue, all these dead faces on me
Do this when im bored, he can't get no verse for free
I get so much money I might fuck around buy the bank bitch
I can't pop out at that party them boys be on lame shit
Lots of these boys think they with me, but your ass aint gang jit
Hate when a bitch ask what you doing, cause you be on the same shit
Yeah
Nothing changed
You don't get bread, still play games
Finna swap my bae
If you my bitch you must get paid
What you say
Comme des garcons lets play
Okay
She know i don't do no dates
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lets go
Way too high i'm loaded
Pockets so big they bloated
He aint getting money we know it
If you really get money then show it
Like fuck that shit don't need no bitch
We know his racks counterfeit
Big ol' M's like money Mitch
I make hits don't need no pitch
Fuck that
Baggy pants don't do no Rick Owens
Said he get money, tell that lil boy show it
Started getting big boy bread so i can't blow it
She just want to do me bad oh God I know it
Written by: Tyler Jacob Kerley