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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
William Roberts
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Ian Lewis
Songwriter
Eliphete Celestin
Songwriter
Arthur Baker
Songwriter
John Robie
Songwriter
Ben Diehl
Songwriter
Khaled Mohamed Khaled
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Khaled
Co-Producer
Ben Billions
Producer
Schife Karbeen
Producer
Eli On the Beat
Producer
Brett Bailey
Recording Engineer
Eric Manco
Recording Engineer
Lu Diaz
Mixing Engineer
Ray Alamo
Assistant Engineer
Derrick Jenner
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Juan "Saucy" Peña
Recording Engineer
Thomas Bennett
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Hide the money and ran outta room, yeah
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
DJ Khaled!
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can't be wonderin' why they always stayin' dead broke
In the kitchen cookin' chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin', this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin', I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
(Geek!)
Pay up like I've been runnin' it up forever
I ran that shit up through the roof
Young nigga, ran that shit up for his mother
Buy her everything and I got proof
Up, designer fit, ain't nothing to buy it
And I done whipped every tire
With the brake pad, "Mello Yello"
Catch up
Bring me up like your pop-pop
Whatever you need to
I skeet then skeet off in a new coupe
Keep up!
That V-12 'bout to heat up
Grab your seatbelt, your seatbelt
The color of my boxers, yeah I'm Tommy'd up
Got the Tommy tucked, ayy
I toss that shit up like a spray
Watch it spill on the clothes
I soak that shit up
When they told me, "Don't matter, boss won"
I suspended these bitches
And I subpoenaed these niggas
See who was real
I supported my bank account
And I wouldn't tell you the account
'Less I need to put some of this money on your head
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can't be wonderin' why they always stayin' dead broke
In the kitchen cookin' chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin', this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin', I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
Maybach Music
DIamonds all on my fingers
Misses still miscellaneous
Left the ski-mask in the 'Rari
Residencies out in Vegas
Smoking like Calvin Broadus
Blueberry with the big homie
"Idols Become Rivals"
Down to die for my survival
Fell in love with the money
She at the spot every Sunday
Loyalty's what I lust
How I measure my woman
Minimize my mistakes
Love every tat on my face
DJ Khaled, my blood
Got several M's in my safe
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can't be wonderin' why they always stayin' dead broke
In the kitchen cookin' chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin', this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin', I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
2 Chainz
Watch me break down bales
Residue on scales
Yeah, I had the girls sick
Man-I-Cure like nails
Competition might fail
Repetition might sell
Dirty kitchen, dirty dishes
Dirty bitches, oh well
Foreign whip rider
Lobster on my rider
You can get the platter
I put my money up, uh
You gon' need a ladder
Work know acrobatics
Work know calisthenics
My dick be acting stingy
My check be acting boujee
My car got all the groupies
I bought a new Rolex
Now my old Rolex tryna sue me
Fashion on exotic
Pistol on regardless
Bitches look like Barbie
Ricky Bobby on my trolly
Tryna set a bando on fire
I'm just tryna get you so higher
Money coming in, we get flyer
You must be tryna wife her like Tiger
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can't be wonderin' why they always stayin' dead broke
In the kitchen cookin' chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin', this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin', I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
Writer(s): William Roberts, Arthur Baker, John Robie, Khaled Khaled, Tauheed Epps, Nayvadius Wilburn, Benjamin Diehl, Trevor B Lewis, Jeffrey Williams, Eliphete Celestin
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