Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aitch
Aitch
Vocals
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Synthesizer Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aitch
Aitch
Composer
Jacob Jones
Jacob Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Whyjay
Whyjay
Producer

Lyrics

Riding round with like 30 racks This ain't dirty cash in the whip (whip) Th-Th-Thirty cash, it's legit (WhYJay) Got 30 racks on my wrist Want a verse from man? Want a discount? That's like- Yo, jump in a 4.5 and fill it up, pull up, hop out and bill it up (skrrt) Boy try test but the prick weren't big enough Man won't dip him, I'll dig him up Man throw shade 'cause they just ain't sick as us Man won't diss 'em, I'll big 'em up (ahh) All the hate in the air, it's killin' us Pissed 'cause they can't get rid of us Two twin pipes at the rear of the whip Hear it when I'm steerin' the bitch (skrrt, skrrt) Four shots down, gone 'til next year and a bit Them man can't come near to the kid Oi, listen up, hear what it is It's a myth, I ain't hearin' your shit (no) Jump on a jet 'cause my head needs clearin' a bit No work, I'm here for the trip (bitch) Suttin' smelly in the Virgil pouch Fuck the fed, it's a personal ounce Too much loud, how you tellin' me to turn it down? When your gyal wan' turn it round? (Ow) Oh, you're hurting now? 'Cause your bridge with your bitch is burning down (wow) I come skrrting 'round with a big bag of L's Let me serve 'em out (out) Riding 'round with like 30 racks, this ain't dirty cash in the whip Riding round with like 30 racks This ain't dirty cash, it's legit P-Pay the price, ain't no turning back I got 30racks on my wrist (glee) Want a verse from man? Want a discount? That's like thirty racks 'cause' I'm lit (lit) R-Rip it to bits, listen, I'm sick of this shit (bang) Whip out the clip of the stick If I fill it with lyrics, I'm splittin' your wig Wicked and big in the bitch Trippin' if you think you're spinnin' the kid (no way) Got all of your missus' lickin' their lips Just look at the flick of the wrist Truth be told, I'm through with hoes No more movin' loose when there's cooch involved (skrrt) Got no time to lose, bill a zoot and roll Step out the black coup with a cutie though (ahh) New you, but the news is old, I step through, one flow, s-super cold Three, two, one, pic, quick, move and go Fuck big drip bro, I'm super soaked (splash) Stay lit but remain composed Got my business right and my mind in place (huh?) Made all my moves and stayed in my zone Now tell me, who got the shine like Aitch? My cards got dealt and I played 'em right I was barring day 'til night (ah) Puttin' in work with the cake in mind If I didn't have man, I'd be makin' time Riding 'round with like 30 racks This ain't dirty cash in the whip Riding 'round with like 30 racks This ain't dirty cash, it's legit P-Pay the price, ain't no turning back I got 30 racks on my wrist (glee) Want a verse from man? Want a discount? That's like 30 racks 'cause' I'm lit (lit) Boom (waa)
Writer(s): Jake Jones, Harrison James Armstrong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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