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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hotboii
Hotboii
Vocals
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Macfly Beatz
Macfly Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Javarri Walker
Javarri Walker
Songwriter
Paul Williams
Paul Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Macfly Beatz
Macfly Beatz
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Recording Engineer

Letra

I remember before, life was just lavish (Lavish) 21 million, I felt like a savage (Savage) I bust down the watch and these bitches start snappin' (yeah) Cartier, Rollie, I want the Patek (yeah) I got the lettuce, I got the cabbage Don't need it all, yeah, you can have it I swear that my bitch is the baddest (baddest, yeah) I love my Z, I don't really eat Xannies Stand on my Z, like I step on the mattress Had to go snap, I seen everybody crabbin' If you know me, know I love mathematics (yeah) That's how I know that these niggas done fappin' Cartier, Rollie, now, I want the Patek Sorry, I'm frozen, they wish I ain't have it Bulletproof truck, shots in there won't fathom Don't even try, don't even try Niggas be dyin', still tryna slide Let a nigga reach if he wanna meet God Know it's space up there, you can got to the sky Ridin' with Vert with a Uz' in my ride I done did a lot of dirt in my past, I was foul (yeah) Fuck all the opps, they are so out of down Chop the head off the snake, bet they throw in the towel I die for my chain, I die for my ring I die for my watch, man, I'm ridin' with Hot Know I ain't gave 'em, my jeans, they rotatin' I got me a Glock and it came with a cock Got a trap spot that's right next to a spot That's right next to the opps, and we sprayed up they block Aimed at his apple, we turned him to mops That boy, he a shop, put his ass on the rocks I got a Glock with a trigger release Two, four, six, eight, ten, no 12 I cannot fuck with police (at all) If you my homie, you eatin' with me I done pulled up with a whole lot of Zs We got them choppers that put you to sleep (baow) Look at my diamonds, them bitch hit 3D Everything on me, they hittin' VVS I love my Z, I don't really eat Xannies Stand on my Z, like I step on the mattress Had to go snap, I seen everybody crabbin' If you know me, know I love mathematics (yeah) That's how I know that these niggas done fappin' Cartier, Rollie, now, I want the Patek Sorry, I'm frozen, they wish I ain't have it Bulletproof truck, shots in there won't fathom Don't even try, don't even try Niggas be dyin', still tryna slide Let a nigga reach if he wanna meet God Know it's space up there, you can got to the sky Ridin' with Vert with a Uz' in my ride I done did a lot of dirt in my past, I was foul (yeah) Fuck all the opps, they are so out of down Chop the head off the snake, bet they throw in the towel Chop the head off the snake, bet they throw in the towel (towel) Bulletproof truck, it's gon' catch it in rounds (rounds) Niggas wanna be 'round but never be down (down) I dodgin' these bitches for that to be foul Put Hot in the ground, how the fuck do that sound? (How?) I feel the feds want me gone for a while (while) I just dropped Milo, you're off them racks Long as I got green, I ain't walkin' a mile Z down 'til I freeze I'ma be runnin' with Zs 'til I'm frozen Bulletproof truck, all the sleep out in shows Bulletproof truck, gotta catch me at home Pull up right in the opps hood if I want I got that money price on my clock With 15, the weather feel like five shots I got her whipped, I ain't talkin' garage She use her lips to give me a massage I love my Z, I don't really eat Xannies Stand on my Z, like I step on the mattress Had to go snap, I seen everybody crabbin' If you know me, know I love mathematics (yeah) That's how I know that these niggas done fappin' Cartier, Rollie, now, I want the Patek Sorry, I'm frozen, they wish I ain't have it Bulletproof truck, shots in there won't fathom Don't even try, don't even try Niggas be dyin', still tryna slide Let a nigga reach if he wanna meet God Know it's space up there, you can got to the sky Ridin' with Vert with a Uz' in my ride I done did a lot of dirt in my past, I was foul (yeah) Fuck all the opps, they are so out of down Chop the head off the snake, bet they throw in the towel (slatt) I love my Z, I don't really eat Xannies Stand on my Z, like I step on the mattress Had to go snap, I seen everybody crabbin' If you know me, know I love mathematics (yeah) That's how I know that these niggas done fappin' Cartier, Rollie, now, I want the Patek Sorry, I'm frozen, they wish I ain't have it Bulletproof truck, shots in there won't fathom Don't even try, don't even try Niggas be dyin', still tryna slide Let a nigga reach if he wanna meet God Know it's space up there, you can got to the sky Ridin' with Vert with a Uz' in my ride I done did a lot of dirt in my past, I was foul (yeah) Fuck all the opps, they are so out of down Chop the head off the snake, bet they throw in the towel Now I don't let them make flying like my nigga, dow!
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Paul L. Williams Jr., Javarri Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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