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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Brytavious Chambers
Brytavious Chambers
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Producer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Skywalker Og
Skywalker Og
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Tay Keith, this too hard (Tay Keith, this too hard) Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up I don't got a heart, but fuck it I'm paid Lil' A-B the body, he fresh out the cage I'm still the same nigga from minimum wage They tryna keep up, so they stalkin' my page They do what I say, they tryna get saved They line up for me like they coppin' the J's I told her get right, start acting your age, can't believe you tried it Bitch, you played Wanted a diamond choker, soon as our time was over Bitch, you played She wanna ride the Rover, told her her Uber was closer Bitch, you crazy She tried to show out in public, I cut the bitch off like it's nothin' Bitch, you played She must've thought I was stupid I knew she was fuckin' my cousin I don't got a cold, I'm sipping on Hi-Tech The Dusse, the yellow, I'm straight out the project The first nigga play with me, he got shot at A hunnid some shots flipped the car, that's a car wreck I really don't need to be speaking on it But fuck it, you know how it be when I get (what) High off the motherfucking medicals (up there) Get in the booth, and go federal (federal) They copying my style, I had to go get that (gimme that) That boy give my motherfucking shit back She wanna chill, but this ain't no kick back (hurr) Pass it to my teammate, I assist that Straight to the jet, then I'm gone (gone) Land in a new time zone (outta there) All the hoes press niggas, lookin' skressed They can't accept that I'm on I don't got a heart, but fuck it I'm paid Lil' A-B the body, he fresh out the cage I'm still the same nigga from minimum wage They tryna keep up, so they stalkin' my page They do what I say, they tryna get saved They line up for me like they coppin' the J's I told her get right, start acting your age, can't believe you tried it Bitch, you played Wanted a diamond choker, soon as our time was over Bitch, you played She wanna ride the Rover, told her her Uber was closer Bitch, you crazy (crazy) She tried to show out in public, I cut the bitch off like it's nothin' Bitch, you played (yeah) She must've thought I was stupid, I knew she was fuckin' my cousin Bitch, you played She out here wildin', tellin' her friends I'm buyin' her, flyin' her Bitch, you childin' I never mind 'em, I'm getting mine I'm one of the flyest, got no stylist Pop my shit, Rolls truck my driver Racks like books ain't been no college VS my teeth, I come through smilin' Brand new Lamb', we come through wildin' Couldn't get it up, now this shit just pilin' Everybody drip, turn the hood to a island Last name rich, first name notoriety That ain't my hit, can't claim that body That ain't my ho, damn sure ain't my side girl Wish I would take lil' ho shopping Soon as I do it it's foreign, I'm coppin' Still in the hood, I can never get cocky I don't got a heart, but fuck it I'm paid Lil' A-B the body, he fresh out the cage I'm still the same nigga from minimum wage They tryna keep up, so they stalkin' my page They do what I say, they tryna get saved They line up for me like they copping the J's I told her get right, start acting your age, can't believe you tried it Bitch, you played Wanted a diamond choker, soon as our time was over Bitch, you played She wanna ride the Rover, told her her Uber was closer Bitch, you crazy She tried to show out in public, I cut the bitch off like it's nothing Bitch, you played She must've thought I was stupid, I knew she was fuckin' my cousin Bitch, you played
Writer(s): Brytavious Chambers, Dominique Jones, Demario Dewayne White Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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