Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Destroy Lonely
Destroy Lonely
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Bobby Sandimanie
Bobby Sandimanie
Letra
Kenneth Pannu
Kenneth Pannu
Composição
Jonah Abraham
Jonah Abraham
Composição
Michael Mule
Michael Mule
Composição
Ademofe Abiodun
Ademofe Abiodun
Composição
Amon Hill
Amon Hill
Composição
Jalan Lowe
Jalan Lowe
Composição
Isaac De Boni
Isaac De Boni
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Lil 88
Lil 88
Produção
KP
KP
Produção
FNZ
FNZ
Produção
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Engenharia (masterização)
Jonah Abraham
Jonah Abraham
Produção
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

[Verse 1]
Two hundred around my neck
I got a Cadillac sittin' on my chest
I got diamonds all in the bed
She rockin' my chains, she givin' me head
Stand all day, they on set
For a ride, I'll probably be dead
I got a vibe, she way too fine
She mine, she way, way overprotective
I don't sip lines, got pints on pints
This drank keep coming in handy
I ain't worry about it, she fine enough, I pay for all of her rent
I ain't worry about it, I told my ****, I got it, they got this shit
[Verse 2]
Jump in the trap, I was lost
Jumped out the trap and I turned to a boss
Her pussy just stepped on Voss
I think I might carry this bitch, not toss
Ice, froze myself, I still got diamonds sittin' in the cough
Kill sittin' my lungs, I'm pouring up wok, ain't doing no coffee
Off a pill and she going dumb, she poppin' that pussy, she makin' it walk
I can feel this shit in my guts, I'm off a G6 and I can't even talk
Lately I've been on one but right now I'm off one
Tried to make her my home girl but she got me on a poster
I've been livin' a rockstar life and poppin' my shit like I'm 'posed to
I put it in sport mode ride and put the Maybach off the shoulder
I got dirty money that need to be washed, it's spillin' in all my sodas
Baby money gon' catch my opp, don't care 'bout these ****, don't know them
Baby money been countin' up guap, gon' blow it in they face, go throw some
Baby money, just pop me a thot then threw her away, don't know her
Baby money a stand up guy, make these pussy **** sit down
Baby money been puttin' on his whole damn team right now
Baby money pop
[Chorus]
Two hundred around my neck
I got a Cadillac sittin' on my chest
I got diamonds all in the bed
She rockin' my chains, she givin' me head
Stand all day, they on set
For a ride, I'll probably be dead
I got a vibe, she way too fine
She mine, she way, way overprotective
I don't sip lines, got pints on pints
This drank keep coming in handy
I ain't worry about it, she fine enough, I pay for all of her rent
I ain't worry about it, I told my ****, I got it, they got this shit
Written by: Ademofe Abiodun, Amon Hill, Bobby Sandimanie, Isaac De Boni, Jalan Lowe, Jonah Abraham, Kenneth Pannu, Michael Mule
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