Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sneakk
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demarcus Waller
Composer
Alex Petit
Composer
Dione Ervin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CashMoneyAp
Producer
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Nia "Ivy" Mills
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
(CashMoneyAP)
Mo' money, no problems
Yeah
Mo' money, no problems
Tryna solve all my problems
And you know that I got 'em
(CashAP got the beat tight)
I put my pride to the side
If I fall I bet they love that
And I don't know why
Got these **** so mad
Go and get yo' own bag, own bag
And try to make it last
Make it last, make it last
Time to make it last
Make it last, make it last
Pull up on your bitch
With two hunnid on the dash
I just signed a deal
Got a hunnid all in cash
Bang house in the hood
Man we still livin' bad
If I ever do no fakin'
I can't bank RBE
I gotta eat every day
Ain't no starvin' me
And my vision was real blurry
It was hard to see
How these **** talk down
And they envy me
Never no go, always on go
I kill a **** if he really wanna try
Trigger on the block
With a two tone Glock
Bad ass bitch
She a real ass vibe
Do walk ups
I don't do drive bys
Fifty shots when we slide
I don't do it on the internet
Boy we really be outside
I put my pride to the side
If I fall I bet they love that
And I don't know why
Got these **** so mad
Go and get yo' own bag, own bag
And try to make it last
Make it last, make it last
Mo' money, no problems
Yeah
Mo' money, no problems
Tryna solve all my problems
And you know I got 'em
I put my pride to the side
To get up out them trenches
Six figure ****
Put my trust up in this lizzy
Go and get yo' own bag
They not coming back
12 tried to pull me over
But I did the dash
Double G's I'm drippin'
Cognac when I'm sippin'
Hunnids in my bridges
Drippin' in these Balenci's
Spillin' when I walk through
Yeah, whip out the Glizzy
I'ma chalk you
Yeah me and Sneakk on the beat
Yeah bitch we creepin'
Try to be street
Now his ass in the ceme'
I ain't had shit
So I flex for no reason
They know I'm a shooter
But I stay on my defense
**** makin' disses
Actin' gassy on the internet
We gon' catch 'em by the traffic drive
Since we ain't into that
I just got a check
If I blow it, I'm gon' get it back
Keep my heater on me
Run up on me catch the heat inside
I put my pride to the side
If I fall I bet they love that
And I don't know why
Got these **** so mad
Go and get yo' own bag, own bag
And try to make it last
Make it last, make it last
Written by: Alex Petit, Demarcus Waller, Dione Ervin
