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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bankroll Freddie
Bankroll Freddie
Rap
Big Moochie Grape
Big Moochie Grape
Rap
Kenny Muney
Kenny Muney
Rap
Heavyindachevy
Heavyindachevy
Programming
4MADEDAT
4MADEDAT
Programming
MK Beatz
MK Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenny Muney
Kenny Muney
Songwriter
Freddie Demarus Gladney III
Freddie Demarus Gladney III
Songwriter
Zequelius Davenport
Zequelius Davenport
Songwriter
Jevonte Robinson
Jevonte Robinson
Songwriter
Richard McNair
Richard McNair
Songwriter
Marcus King
Marcus King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Heavyindachevy
Heavyindachevy
Producer
4MADEDAT
4MADEDAT
Producer
MK Beatz
MK Beatz
Producer
Gregory Lane
Gregory Lane
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Letra

(Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up though) (Play that shit, 4) Woo, phew, phew (Yeah), phew, phew (Big Bank) Phew, phew (Bankroll) Woo 2020 'Vette, pull up on Offset (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt) Switch it, have a ticket, pandemic broke, no sweat (Pandemic broke) Pull up on your ho when I'm asking "Where the throat at?" (Throat, oh) Throat that, choke that (Oh), from the back, stroke that (Woo) I been ballin' hard all year, took a break, yeah Five baby mommas, I ain't practicing no safe sex (Nah) Latex, hate that Big blunts, face that Banner on a head, have my young nigga make that (Make that, baow) I could make a hundred thousand dollars with my eyes closed (Yeah) Runnin' up the bag in the snow with a blindfold Trap so hard, I been working off of five phones (Woo) Don't be talkin' crazy on my motherfuckin' iPhone (Yeah, nigga) Five hoes, live ho, do you wanna die, ho? I'm the type of nigga that you never wanna try, ho (Nah) Bankroll this and Bankroll that (Woo) Bankroll Ben had a motherfuckin' check (Yeah, flex) Used to tote the deuce deuce, hangin' out with Glocks now Treat a niggas like dominos, get him knocked down (Fah) Kenny Muney pull up, all them bitches like, "Goddamn"(Goddamn) Treat a bitch like a Z06, told her, "Top down" (Yeah) Free all of my niggas down the road who on lock down Yeah, I got on chains, but these chains here bust down (Ice) I'II pull up in your hood, bitch, your trap getting shut down (Yeah) Sold a whole hundred, now I'm dancin' at the touchdown (Touchdown) Water on my neck, drip, drip, where the mops at? 30 in my clip, yeah, my gun hold a rock set (Bah, bah) Got too many hoes, all my hoes say I'm toxic Yeah, I change hoes every time that the clock tick (Yeah) Yeah, young nigga keep them racks in his pocket Yeah, I got too much money for a wallet (Too much) Yeah, spend a bag, get it back, can't stop it Talk 'bout money, then I bet you I'm the topic (Big Muney) 2020 'Vette, pull up on Offset (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt) Switch it, have a ticket, pandemic broke, no sweat (Pandemic broke) Pull up on your ho when I'm asking "Where the throat at?" (Throat, oh) Throat that, choke that (Oh), from the back, stroke that (Woo) I been ballin' hard all year, took a break, yeah Five baby mommas, I ain't practicing no safe sex (Nah) Latex, hate that Big blunts, face that (Yes, sir, yes, sir) Banner on a head, have my young nigga make that (Make that) Big Moochie Grape, I been trappin' through the pandemic (Trap hall) Hundred on my wrist, spending thirty with the dentist (Yes, sir) Got solitaires in my ears and they cost a pretty penny (Solitaries) Young nigga ballin' hard like the old Mike Finley (Ballin') Young nigga gotta get the hundred, twenties, and the fifties (Yeah) Rich shooter, might just pull a hit up out a Bentley (Shootin') Know I'm in the trap with it, I don't fuck with rap niggas Get ya man clap with it, 8 ball, cap nigga (Clap with it) Come to East Memphis, yeah, they treat me like P Diddy (P Diddy) Water on a yacht, nigga, got your bitch sea sick (Water on a yacht) Not dodging no beef, Big Moochie not vegan (Uh-uh) Thirty minutes from the bed, got your bitch knock kneed (Uh, uh) Tryna find the opp' Did he say he had internal bleeding? (Big Moochie) Feeling like Roddy Rich, I'm trappin' hard every season (Roddy Ricch) Went from zero to a hundred, goddamn Now they couldn't believe it (Zero to a hundred) Got a trunk full of 'bows, I ain't stopping off, high speeding (Skrrt) 2020 'Vette, pull up on Offset (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt) Switch it, have a ticket, pandemic broke, no sweat (Pandemic broke) Pull up on your ho when I'm asking "Where the throat at?" (Throat, oh) Throat that, choke that (Oh), from the back, stroke that (Woo) I been ballin' hard all year, took a break, yeah (Yeah) Five baby mommas, I ain't practicing no safe sex (Nah) Latex, hate that Big blunts, face that Banner on a head, have my young nigga make that (Make that)
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