クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeff Eveline
Jeff Eveline
Performer
Tellzzzz
Tellzzzz
Vocals
Chris Moner
Chris Moner
Vocals
RR5age
RR5age
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff Eveline
Jeff Eveline
Composer
Chris Moner
Chris Moner
Songwriter
Martell Delvon Clark
Martell Delvon Clark
Songwriter
Nasaiah ellison
Nasaiah ellison
Songwriter
Riccardo Dissegna
Riccardo Dissegna
Composer
Squarehead
Squarehead
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Squarehead
Squarehead
Producer

歌詞

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
I know it's a couple of ****
That's too pussy, that been on the run
I gotta check on my bitch
She too fast, now pass me the gun
I swear it's some bitches
That say that I'm too cold, they call me LeBron
I see that them **** you be with
They too bogey, they know they a front
Check it, check it, check it, okay
I gotta couple of bitches that act bad
It's still on delay
I know a couple of bitches
Like Chrisean, they blue in the face
I know a couple of bitches
That hit raw, such a disgrace
Check it, check it, check it, oh no
I feel like I'm Ben 10
Fuck best friends, I'm still in the mode
I need some attention
In good hand, I'm ready to go
I'm up in a coupe Benz
Got two bands, let's spend it on hoes
Hold up, let me tweak this shit (yeah)
Think I'm 'bout to lease this bitch
Think I might delete this bitch
Dog off the leash and shit
Check it, check it, check it, okay
Check it, check it, check it, oh no
Check it, check it, check it, okay
Check it, check it, check it, oh no
(Reporting live from Lakewood's Wendy's, again)
(Yeah, mm)
(Yeah, aye)
Even I found a way
Counting up all of it
Get me excited
I get up early for it
Give me that feeling
Counting up all of it
(Yeah, yeah)
(Aye, mm)
Get me excited
Counting up all of it
Get me excited, aye
Thinking of balling out
Thinking of doubling the pay
Telling them double the wage
(Uh, yeah)
(Aye, yeah)
(Uh, yeah)
I be geeking everyday like I'm a Rasta
Smokaye back to back like a Rasta
My cup filled up with mud
Made a sell from all that oxy
I know that this shit is toxic (toxic)
Momma think my mind gone
All I ever wanted was some paper (beep)
And a large home
I used to trap on the block all day
And won't go home
I can't tell no lies in this booth
I go more than hard
I done loss some troops to this shit
I got battle scars
And it's free my members out that cell
Got 'em doing time
Lately I been doing fine
Fresh and clean, I'm always fly
I keep fire right by my side
Let me know is you down to ride
Money always on my mind
Ain't talking cash, press decline
I sell bags, need some gas
Pour up the drank, need more than a line
I got what you need, just hit my line
My bitch bad, oh, she fine
Leaning off drugs, can't leave it behind
Inside out, my life is wild
Boy we higher than the clouds
I got to show it, jump in the crowd
My shit get to weighing out (weighing out)
Even I found a way
Counting up all of it
Get me excited, aye
I get up early for it
Give me that feeling
Counting up all of it
(Yeah, yeah)
Get me excited
Counting up all of it
Get me excited, aye
Yeah, mhm
Even I found a way
I get up early, aye
Get me excited
This is a damn disaster
Wendy's is open the fuck again
I don't know, I just work here
So I guess just bring y'all big backs
Ups on down here
And get y'all a lil' crabby patty meal
My lil' fine ass gone be working the front (get me excited)
But aye, don't come down here
With that after store attitude (yeah, mhm)
Because baby these might be none slip (get me excited, aye)
But I'd slip across that counter (even I found a way)
And whoop that ass
Written by: Chris Moner, Jeff Eveline, Martell Delvon Clark, Nasaiah ellison, Riccardo Dissegna
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