クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert L. Moss
Robert L. Moss
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jared Lynch
Jared Lynch
Songwriter
Robert L. Moss
Robert L. Moss
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jared Lynch
Jared Lynch
Mixing Engineer

歌詞

Rob Boss
Praajex
This shit for them hood ****, wish a **** would hitta
50 **** deep, five G's in the wood ****
Big bank call rank, **** ship don't sink
**** rollup like a tank
Big fish, small tank
If you with me say yeah yeah yeah
If you feel me say yeah yeah yeah
Throw that money in the air air air
All my **** go yeah yeah yeah
If you feel me say yeah yeah yeah
Throw that money in the air air air
Real **** don't care, care, care
Throw that money in the air air air
Yeah
Blue up in my smoke
Blue up in my blunt
Blue up in my truck
Blew up in the cut
What the fuck you on?
It's that **** boss, came a long way
Now I do, what the fuck I want
Give no fucks bout what they say
I'm the, I'm the goat
I'm a young boss **** on the boat
They go know
Rob Boss name **** that's a GO
I told ****
Never fuck with no hoe ****
Never fuck with them **** that be on the only bro ****
Only rich hoes up in my circle
**** know this blunt gone hurt you
Rich **** up in my clique
Talking that basic shit
(Talking that)
(if you talking that boss shit
U gotta really be about it)
This shit for them hood ****, wish a **** would hitta
50 **** deep, five G's in the wood ****
Big bank call rank, **** ship don't sink
**** rollup like a tank
Big fish, small tank
If you with me say yeah yeah yeah
If you feel me say yeah yeah yeah
Throw that money in the air air air
All my **** go yeah yeah yeah
If you feel me say yeah yeah yeah
Throw that money in the air air air
Real **** don't care, care, care
Throw that money in the air air air
I need my blunts and my runtz
Ain't no blunts, get the paper
Can't give these **** no props
I don't give them no admiration
Need my spot up on the top
Competitive by nature
Grew up **** whipping them pots
That was my insipration, I need more
Like going up north when shit get slow
**** kick in yo door
Need two,three,four,five hits a row, I seen that close
Pulled up in a rolls, **** thought he seen a ghost
Versace sofa, make them dance like soca
Hoes love me like sosa, shit over
This shit for them hood ****, wish a **** would hitta
50 **** deep, five G's in the wood ****
Big bank call rank, **** ship don't sink
**** rollup like a tank
Big fish, small tank
If you with me say yeah yeah yeah
If you feel me say yeah yeah yeah
Throw that money in the air air air
All my **** go yeah yeah yeah
If you feel me say yeah yeah yeah
Throw that money in the air air air
Real **** don't care, care, care
Throw that money in the air air air
Written by: Jared "Praajex" Lynch, Robert L. Moss
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