クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
J Chinnasz
Vocals
Yardboyk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Chinn
Songwriter
Kai Knight
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Chinn
Producer
SXLA & OTTOWORLD STUDIOS
Engineer
歌詞
Me and my **** tryna up the ante
We need a hundred million each, son. Fuck a grammy
I just play the cards that the dealer hands me.
Yall do a song a week and **** isn't feeling any.
All I gotta do is bless the family.
I'm tryna tuck my son to bed in Louis V pyjammies.
Sometimes it breaks my heart that he won't ever meet my granny.
But his consolation prize is that he stuntin' like his daddy.
I just hopped out the caddy in the Kith boots.
How that shorty be ya wife when she my b*tch too.
Had me chillin' in yo yeezys when I slid through.
And you saying that you him? I guess I'm him too.
U **** know how Chin do.
Name ringing like Im Wen Wu.
Mr Too Big For The Benz Coup
Close to the 7's like its ten to
Rappin like the rent due.
Not only are yall lame but you looking kinda spent too.
Everytime yall drop it's like you shooting for the moon.
You can tell every time I move, this is what I do.
What you spittin' isn't true.
How you livin' is the proof.
Ain't no grabba in ya zaza. Ain't no fire in ya booth.
I need another condo for the views.
Then I can rent the old one to a brother breakin' through.
Overtime I learned; when shit ain't working, break the rules
And when you stickin' to the plan, you still gotta make a move
Brodie hit my phone and mentioned someone trynna get at me
Up the ante
I'm too rich for beefing droppin' addys
Imma elevate chinnasz killed the beat I brought the yellow tape
Dreadlocks Stunting like my daddy like I'm Wayne
Make the bedrock
Chemicals get mixing in my brain then I make heads bop
Meditate and fire up a spliff for when my head's hot
Roll another one my train of thought comes to a dead stop
Drifting ATVs I'm out in Red Rock
I can't fail
Name ringing just Graham Bell
Should I lift the mic I bring the rumours to a standstill
I might jump on stage and bring whole room to a standstill
Standing ovation you bring motion to a standstill
And I'm Higgs with it
laughing to bank and do my gig with it
Unreleased folder full of missiles it got gigs in it
They should call me Sean cuz everything I do is B I G
T I P hat sat to side I smoke and chill with it
Written by: Jacob Chinn, Kai Knight