Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Critch
Jay Critch
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Songwriter
Keatan Forrest
Keatan Forrest
Songwriter
Jason Critchlow
Jason Critchlow
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cash Money Ap
Cash Money Ap
Producer
Forrest Beats
Forrest Beats
Co-Producer
Michael "McFly" Dottin
Michael "McFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Brandon Wood
Brandon Wood
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

CashMoneyAP Ice Jay Critch, Hood Fave Forest beats (Hey) Ayy, I got me some change and I stayed the same, nigga I hop in the foreign, I'm switchin' lanes quicker No, I hop in the foreign She say I'm her favorite nigga You niggas just want the fame But my niggas aimin' bigger Swish, ballin' like James on niggas You a bitch, that's why I can't hang with niggas No piff, cookie my fragrance, nigga My wrist, cold like a glacier, nigga Your bitch, tryna run games on niggas She suckin' dick, she ain't gettin' paid though, nigga I gave her a tip, cut off that lame ass nigga Hop out the whip, been put that flame on niggas My 30s on go for the payments (30) Say you in your glow, well it's fadin' (Hey) In the Wraith, color Caucasian Get the cake, don't do no waitin' You got a hand out but I had to take it I know I stand out, diamonds amazin' (Ice, ice) Man down, fell asleep off the Fanta I'm the man now, buy my momma a mansion Aye, I got me some change and I stayed the same, nigga I hop in the foreign, I'm switchin' lanes quicker No, I hop in the foreign She say I'm her favorite nigga You niggas just want the fame But my niggas aimin' bigger Swish, ballin' like James on niggas You a bitch, that's why I can't hang with niggas No piff, cookie my fragrance, nigga My wrist, cold like a glacier, nigga Your bitch, tryna run games on niggas She suckin' dick, she ain't gettin' paid though, nigga I gave her a tip, cut off that lame ass nigga Hop out the whip Been put that flame on niggas (Offset) Uh It's a whole gang, we villains (Gang) Uh, tuck in your chain, I mean literally (Hey) We get you topped, JF Kennedy (Argh) I go gorilla like Willie B (Hoo) Take off the top of the Bentley B (Skrt) Jay Critch got your hoe in a Lambo speed (Smash) Paint that bitch fat like she Mona Lis (Urgh) Drippin' in Saint Laurent overseas (Drip) Life's a static, hit off with a Patek (Life) I fuck that hoe on the floor on the palet (Hey) Baddies on baddies on baddies (Bad) They singin' like Gladys, they eat it like cabbage We pull in, cars they on valet (Valet) Stars in the ceilin', no planets (Stars) On top of your bitch like a tally (Smash) I walk through the mall up at Rally (Boo) Pull out the kisser, that bih gon' do damage (Bow, bow) Bentley truck, this is not standard (Skkrt) Black and white guts, this shit panda (Guts) I wipe your nose like a scammer (Wipe) I smash your bitch like a animal (Smash) I got the fastest coupe with no handle bar (Hey) The kill Tec' doin' the damage (Grrah) My wrist is flooded, Titanic (Ayy) New freezer, my chain is a bandit (New freezer) Niggas get sweet like dandies (Sweet) I drip on the bitch in the mannequin (Hoe) Ice out the gang cause the gang is my family (Gang) Niggas can't hold, can't fuck with me (Nah) Fuck a nigga' hoe with the double tree (Smash) Choppin' up the dough like a puzzle piece I done spent a hunnid, diamond ear piece (Hey) Aye, I got me some change and I stayed the same, nigga I hop in the foreign, I'm switchin' lanes quicker No, I hop in the foreign She say I'm her favorite nigga You niggas just want the fame But my niggas aimin' bigger Swish, ballin' like James on niggas You a bitch, that's why I can't hang with niggas No piff, cookie my fragrance, nigga My wrist, cold like a glacier, nigga Your bitch, tryna run games on niggas She suckin' dick, she ain't gettin' paid though, nigga I gave her a tip, cut off that lame ass nigga Hop out the whip Been put that flame on niggas (Hey) My niggas workin' the hardest Buckets, get to the racks like Harden Duckin', from the police department Fuck it, we still gon' get it regardless And I'm juggin', you can't ball with us, you garbage Niggas buggin', copy the wave we started Straight out the oven I'm getting paid, they starvin' I'm in her stomach, she swallow seeds She farmin' Hood fave get the extras Now, fuck a next up Big Bentley truck fuck a Tesla Walk around with my chest up Flexed like a wrestler You niggas fold under pressure Rich Forever the best up Get it together, making these niggas play catch up I hope you got your vest up You tryna test us, they gon' Be cleanin' your mess up (Hey) Your bitch was frontin' 'til she saw me stuntin' Baby I know you know better I want the money that's end of discussion Don't call me 'less it's 'bout cheddar I'm in the hood, 4 grams in the 'Wood It's me Bundie, Justo and Cheddar All this ice looking good, try hit a jug Pussy boy you could never (No) Your bitch say she love me forever and ever And I did not know what to tell her Switched up once I hit it, I know she a bird This Gucci ain't touching no feathers (No) I'ma hop in the coupe and I swerve I'm keeping my foot on the pedal (Skrt) I heard she be fucking with nerds Shawty you not on my level Ayy, I got me some change and I stayed the same, nigga I hop in the foreign, I'm switchin' lanes quicker No, I hop in the foreign She say I'm her favorite nigga You niggas just want the fame But my niggas aimin' bigger Swish, ballin' like James on niggas You a bitch, that's why I can't hang with niggas No piff, cookie my fragrance, nigga My wrist, cold like a glacier, nigga Your bitch, tryna run games on niggas She suckin' dick, she ain't gettin' paid though, nigga I gave her a tip, cut off that lame ass nigga Hop out the whip, been put that flame on niggas
Writer(s): Jason Critchlow, Alex Petit, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Keatan Forrest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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