クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
FattMack
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mckenzie Haynes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
STG
Producer
IKE
Producer
Hoops
Producer
Trevor James
Mixing Engineer
歌詞
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fatt, Fatt
Bitches go match my feet, I just popped out and I went on
I made a promise to myself, I never tell, or break the code?
I kept getting caught up with these hos, I had to leave them all alone
Nip it for five to stop your whip, bro blow the switch, and make me proud
I did my time and played my part, but now I'm rich, I scaled the top
I'm so rich, me and my bitch go hit New York to kill
I'm so player, walk on stage and let the crowd do all the talk
If you can reach out for a chain, we ain't gonna hesitate, dawg
Yeah, '05 shit
I can't have no horror as plain detective, I wanna blind shit
Yeah, I can't cover bitch that wasn't around before these diamonds
Yeah, I paid you back for all the pain I caused, I'm about designing shit
You keep bringing back her own shit, like, fuck all my apologies
Yeah, she like, "Mack, I love you, why the fuck you keep on lying to me?"
Yeah, I ran out my check when we first met, she ain't thinkin' hot to be
Yeah, need to even the streets
Run with that RPs, I'm in the belly of the beast
Yeah, and since I got rich, I'm leaving every bitch we eat
I been getting up for a week, wait 'til I don't be
Stop me feeling weak, I keep pouring lean
She freaky in the sheets, and probably, she a queen
She say I'm unique and something attracted her to me
Poly artist drew 2K on my jeans
And she popping pills, these bitches like me
I pour up a cup for her, let her sell my lead
Yeah, I'm something like Mufasa, you my drug queen, baby
I'm right with these choppers, I can leave her bloody scene today
Bitch, the fact you leaving me, you never was here anyway
First **** reach out for my chain, and I'm gon' demonstrate
He dead up on the wall
Bitches go match my feet, I just popped out and I went on
I made a promise to myself, I never tell, or break the code?
I kept getting caught up with these hos, I had to leave them all alone
Nip it for five to stop your whip, bro blow the switch, and make me proud
I did my time and played my part, but now I'm rich, I scaled the top
I'm so rich, me and my bitch go hit New York to kill
I'm so player, walk on stage and let the crowd do all the talk
If you can reach out for a chain, we ain't gonna hesitate, dawg
Yeah, ****, yeah
I'm in the booth, I don't have to fuck
Telling them to come try it a little
Reach out for a chain and see what happen
Oh God, I bet that **** doubt all mine
You feel me?
On my mama, ****
Fatt
On God
Written by: Mckenzie Haynes