Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programming
Southside
Southside
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Sam Bohl
Sam Bohl
Assistant Engineer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Executive Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Cruz
Anthony Cruz
Recording Engineer
Southside
Southside
Producer

Lyrics

I just took a Perc' now I'm on another level Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil Poured 8th for Kobe Bryant mixing purple with the yellow Got these racks on me now, it's hard to keep this shit together Jump out the 'Rari then jump out the Wraith Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape They jump out the face They jump out the face Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though Came from the hood now we jump out of states Peep all these diamonds they jump out the face Ducking them diamonds and selling this white Gotta watch for these niggas they'll jump on your case (You watch all these niggas, these niggas ain't playing) And none of this money don't come out the safe Fuck with my dawg, knock a chunk out ya face Nigga I be so high, I could jump out to space What the fuck did I say? I be so fly, just don't shoot my cape Went and bought me a safe and it came with a Wraith Got some new money went and bought me a K You see all them VV's jump out the face Put that dope in the trap and cook up me a cake We fly to Cuba to fuck up some mula Pour up some pour up my nigga we boolin' Young in pull up in bentleys I'm boolin' I'm taking your hoe from you 'cause she was choosy I keep them shooters on deck, I approve it Get me a truck of them things I'll move it VVS cuts on my wrist suicidal I stay lit up with that flawless on fire I spend it all with my niggas let's get Get out your feelings young nigga let's get it I got stars on my ceiling Jump out the 'Rari then jump out the Wraith Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape They jump out the face They jump out the face Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though I've been, peepin' you niggas been watchin' my moves Watchin' my stacks and my shoes When everybody did the Gucci and Louis We was on Jimmy Choos 2012 when we did the Giuseppes, Margielas was cool When you lil' niggas was worried about Jordans We was rocking them Loubs If I got to lose it's not by the rules Get hit with that chopper knock right out your shoes Shawty so proper she look like a goddess When I dip inside her it's just like a pool I bought some 'Rarris and I bought some Phantoms And then dropped the ceilings like I dropped out of school Still will pull up on you hop out with goons 32 shots let it pop out the tool I just took a 'Perc now I'm on another level Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil Poured 8th for Kobe Bryant mixing purple with the yellow Got these racks on demand hard to keep this shit together Jump out the 'Rari then jump out the Wraith Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape They jump out the face Then jump out the face Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Joshua Howard Luellen, Leland Tyler Wayne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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