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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
Hozay Beats
Hozay Beats
Programming
Reddoe Beats
Reddoe Beats
Programming
Kiesza
Kiesza
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Jose Luise Reynoso-Contreras
Jose Luise Reynoso-Contreras
Songwriter
Angel Isaac Orozco
Angel Isaac Orozco
Songwriter
Kiesa Rae Ellestad
Kiesa Rae Ellestad
Songwriter
Rami Samir Afuni
Rami Samir Afuni
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nigo
Nigo
Producer
Hozay Beats
Hozay Beats
Producer
Reddoe Beats
Reddoe Beats
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Bone
David Bone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
ZZ
ZZ
Recording Engineer

Letra

Grrt, bah Uh, stay out my fuckin' temple Uh, look Young killa, baby, Hozay Big 092MLBOA Oh, yeah Why the fuck are you hatin', lil' nigga? Lil' nigga, I know why you hatin', lil' nigga 'Cause I got that money, now you want that money I get the clout, now you chasin' the fact I put VSs in all of my chains Know how to trap, nigga, three different ways I ain't comin' outside, boy, unless I get paid Yeah, we droppin' the fives and we droppin' them Gs Mr. Big EBK, boy, I'll fuck everything If you droppin' my knot, uppin' my knot Opp up in Heaven, send shots to the sky Ride for my niggas, yeah, only my guys For my lil' niggas, we pourin' out liquor I'm tryna see seven figures I'm tryna see seven figures Mama, no vacation, but I'm on an island Since a young nigga, we wildin' Call up the Batman, I'm robbin' Niggas ain't on my timin' And my money keep pilin' and pilin' Lil' nigga, you chuckin' and jivin' I'm like, "Mm-hmm, whatever" I'm still gon' send shots like the motherfuckin' reverend Knock on the door, nigga, let me in Yeah, we still sendin' shots up on President All my niggas is felon and evident Shack through the sea with no evidence DayDay, have you screamin' through mega like, "Mayday" Who the fuck are you talkin' to, crazy? If you don't want no beef, nigga, pay me Nigga, talk to me nice, nigga Lay Lay Why the fuck are you waitin', lil' nigga, lil' nigga, on me? 'Cause that money gon' stay up on me Know some niggas that changed up on me That's why I keep Trey up on me Now your bitch wanna lay up on me And she wanna come lay up on me I remember when I was 15 Uh, flexin', if you gettin' bread, why you stressin'? I bought a chain and a TEC in I did 15 on my check-ins Big Louis Vuitton, what I'm steppin' Big .38 for the weapon And my pockets on swole, yeah, I keep a bankroll Walk with a pole, yeah, I'm always on go 'Member them days I was all in the slum 'Member them days I was playin' with- 'Member them days I was playin' with- We both had a -, nigga, why did you run? (Run)
Writer(s): Rami Afuni, Kiesa Rae Ellestad, Angel Isaac Orozco, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Jose Luise Reynoso-contreras Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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