Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Murda Beatz
Programming
JT
Vocals
Yung Miami
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Salvador Majail
Songwriter
Jatavia Johnson
Songwriter
Daviar Daly
Songwriter
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Songwriter
Nasir Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murda Beatz
Producer
Gentuar Memishi
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Princston “Perfect Harmony” Terry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Salvador Majail
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Nasir Moore
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got that million dollar pussy and a million dollar ****
Got a million dollar budget, fuck him right, it could get bigger
Rich **** in the building ready to spend that shit
And I ain't tryna miss out worryin' 'bout no hatin' ass bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm lookin' for a trap star to pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR, to these little bitches, I'm a rap star
I fuck him till he broke, then take the cast off
And then I dash off, that's law
Once I bend it over, lil' bitches over
Got your **** in the back with his hands all over
[Verse 3]
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
[Verse 4]
I'm lookin' for a trap star to pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR, to these little bitches, I'm a rap star
I fuck him till he broke, then take the cast off
And then I dash off, that's law
[Verse 5]
Ask yo' ****, do he love Resha? Where the D boys at?
Let a real bitch trap with ya
I know them hoes be hatin', but I don't fuck with 'em
His money lookin' funny, on to another ****
Different foreigns outside, all push-start
Get what I want out these ****, then I cut 'em off
'Cause you know it ain't shit free
And plus a bitch got options, all these **** wanna fuck me
Breakin' bread, I'm on that dick just like a NASCAR
Let him touch it in the wraith so I can see the stars
Bitch we cut different, not the same cloth
Let 'em eat it when he hungry, he got a lockjaw
[Verse 6]
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
Real girls get down on the floor
Baby why you starin'? 'Cause you know you want a ho
I'm lookin' for a trap star to pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR, to these little bitches, I'm a rap star
I fuck him till he broke then take the cast off
And then I dash off, that's law
Written by: Daviar Daly, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, Jatavia Johnson, Nasir Moore, Rasool Ricardo Diaz, Salvador Ben Haddad Majail Galvez, Salvador Majail, Shane Lindstrom

