Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
D. Savage
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan McCord
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nixie
Producer
Paul "Echo" Irizarry
Mixing Engineer
Mario Lyte
Mastering Engineer
Brian Stanley
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She ready, ayy
She ready, she feelin' me up, ayy
This chopper, ayy, ayy
She ready, she feelin' me up
Gang put me on
Ayy, hey, hey
[Verse 2]
She ready, she feelin' me up
This chopper is bustin' you up
**** keep pressin' they luck
Gotta shake these haters off me, off me (Yeah)
I've been gettin' paper all day, all week
Gotta shake these haters off me, off me (Yeah)
I've been gettin' paper all day, all week
[Verse 3]
Run, run up them digits
Big gun came with extensions
AR shoot at your fitted
My car, windows is tinted
Passenger seat, your bitch is in it
It ain't a lease and it is not rented (Uh)
Fuckin' with me, you know you gon' get it
I come out the streets, you know that I'm with it
I'm bool with drug dealers, gorillas and killers
I'm stackin' that money 'til I got a million
**** my sons, you **** is children
**** is plottin', I got a feeling
Say you want smoke but I'm finna kill it
Apply the pressure, yeah, make 'em feel it
Shoot this shit up and don't leave a witness
[Verse 4]
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
[Verse 5]
She ready, she feelin' me up
This chopper is bustin' you up
**** keep pressin' they luck
Gotta shake these haters off me, off me (Yeah)
I've been gettin' paper all day, all week
Gotta shake these haters off me, off me (Yeah)
I've been gettin' paper all day, all week (Uh)
[Verse 6]
She hot and ready to go
I'm movin' slow, I just poured a four
I got a bad bitch on go
Yeah, she in love with the bankroll
Yeah, she gon' do what I say so
Yeah, I'm doin' the best that I can
I said I wasn't drinkin' again, uh
Stack up the money
I think I see 12, yeah, I gotta go
I've been through hell but I can't fold
I get this feelin' I don't know, yeah
With the gang outside, uh
Tryna take an opp's soul, yeah
You ain't real, you lied
**** jokes, **** broke
[Verse 7]
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
[Verse 8]
She ready, she feelin' me up
This chopper is bustin' you up
**** keep pressin' they luck
Gotta shake these haters off me, off me (Yeah)
I've been gettin' paper all day, all week
Gotta shake these haters off me, off me (Yeah)
I've been gettin' paper all day, all week
Written by: Dylan McCord
