Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Critch
Jay Critch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khidr Hasan
Khidr Hasan
Songwriter
Jason Critchlow
Jason Critchlow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "McFly" Dottin
Michael "McFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Rene
Rene
Recording Engineer
Chulo
Chulo
Producer

Letra

Chulo
Aye, I count cash all day though
Bad bitch look like J-Lo
I put the bitch on the payroll
Tell her to do what I say so
I know they hate, it's okay though
(Okay though)
I want that face in the Range Rove'
She do the most for the pesos
Diamonds, they shootin' like Dracos
Spin on your block and we lay low
Play with the racks, shit Play-Doh
I walked in the bank with a bankroll
She suckin' me up, had to change clothes
I want that head like a halo
My **** shootin' like Halo
I fell asleep off the Faygo
She know whatever I say go
Tell her to fuck it up
(Fuck it up, fuck it up)
She do the most and do more
I'ma go double up
(Double up, double up)
Tryin' to get all of the blue notes
She be actin' like a lame ho
I cannot fuck with the same hoes
Why you actin' like you ain't know?
I'm in the whip and it's paid fo'
I pour it up then sip (Sip)
Stay with my ****, I can't switch
She let me fuck in the whip (Whip)
Whole lotta hoes like Saint Nick
Might put Chanel on the kicks
But that's only for my main bitch
When she throwin' it back, it be dangerous
Talkin' money, she speakin' my language
She hop on the dick, do tricks
Like it's somebody recordin' her
(Like it's somebody recordin' her)
And I used to go hit me a lick
Back to the block like order up
Then I go and pull up to my show like thirty deep
But it really be more of us
(Thirty, thirty)
Before I got me some dough, they all was sleep
'Member they was ignorin' us
Get the money, that's really all we know
Young **** but I'm goin' beast mode
And they sendin' shots but we eat those
We gon' bang your block with a 3-0
Bang your block, turn you to meatloaf
Smokin' Cali on the East Coast
She tell me to stop when I deep stroke
(Deep stroke)
She do it all and she deep throat
On the block, I'm with Forty and Rico
Like the mafia, takin' the peacoat
If you crossin' the line like a free throw
Lookin' out for them cops and them people
She do what I say 'cause I said so
Bundles all in my pockets like eggrolls
Built it up from the ground like a Lego
Hit it once, she don't know how to let go
I count cash all day though
Bad bitch look like J-Lo
I put the bitch on the payroll
Tell her to do what I say so
I know they hate, it's okay though
(Okay though)
I want that face in the Range Rove'
She do the most for the pesos
Diamonds, they shootin' like Dracos
Spin on your block and we lay low
Play with the racks, shit Play-Doh
I walked in the bank with a bankroll
She suckin' me up, had to change clothes
I want that head like a halo
My **** shootin' like Halo
I fell asleep off the Faygo
She know whatever I say go
Tell her to fuck it up
(Fuck it up, fuck it up)
She do the most and do more
I'ma go double up
(Double up, double up)
Tryin' to get all of the blue notes
She be actin' like a lame ho
I cannot fuck with the same hoes
Why you actin' like you ain't know?
I'm in the whip and it's paid fo'
I woke up in the studio
Bad bitch, big booty ho
(Big booty ho)
Got her off the Don Julio
Take a sip and she do the most
Sippin' juice, pour a two in fo'
I'm a boss but you knew it though
I be flexin', what you do that fo'?
**** broke and they losin' hope
Roll me a blunt of the good shit
I'm takin' off like a rocket
(Rocket)
And I went and I got me a hood bitch
She not with none of the nonsense
(Got me a hood bitch)
And I told 'em to cut all the bullshit
That shit ain't makin' no profit
It was ramen noodles like everyday
Now I pick up the bag like a chopstick (Uh)
I was just goin' the wrong way
I made it right where the dough is
Count up the racks, been a long day
But I gotta stay focused
I know why they hatin' on Hood Fave
'Cause they new shit can't fuck with my old shit
All of my weed came from L.A.
I ain't smokin' that shit 'less it's potent
She give me brain like a headband
I rock Amiris like sweatpants
Diamonds pitchin' like Mets fans
Keep hatin', that's your best chance
(Best chance)
Got some money in the safe
I got some more on the debit
(I got some more on the debit)
Same team, no new faces
All of my **** gon' get it (Hey)
I count cash all day though
Bad bitch look like J-Lo
I put the bitch on the payroll
Tell her to do what I say so
I know they hate, it's okay though
(Okay though)
I want that face in the Range Rove'
She do the most for the pesos
Diamonds, they shootin' like Dracos
Spin on your block and we lay low
Play with the racks, shit Play-Doh
I walked in the bank with a bankroll
She suckin' me up, had to change clothes
I want that head like a halo
My **** shootin' like Halo
I fell asleep off the Faygo
She know whatever I say go
Tell her to fuck it up
(Fuck it up, fuck it up)
She do the most and do more
I'ma go double up
(Double up, double up)
Tryin' to get all of the blue notes
She be actin' like a lame ho
I cannot fuck with the same hoes
Why you actin' like you ain't know?
I'm in the whip and it's paid fo'
Written by: Jason Cole Critchlow, Khidr Hasan
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