Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Critch
Rap
Tank God
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tank God
Composer
Void Stryker
Composer
OSSH
Composer
Jason Cole Critchlow
Composer
Kyle Kemp
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tank God
Producer
Kemp Beatz
Producer
Asher Saperstein
Producer
Void Stryker
Producer
DeVonne "Knice" Knights
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I made a plan, then I executed
Pull out the lot doin' surgery
Cut the top off the whip, had to execute it
I know how to go get the money myself
And I don't need nobody else to do it
Run that shit up till you fill up the bag
And then you add a little extra to it
And we love the hood, but we had to escape it
Summertime, bullets fly like The Matrix
Streets cold, got me changin' locations
I was broke, I was feelin' so basic
They could never get one up on me
All these hunnids on me got me feelin' myself
Remember she fronted on me
Now she cummin' for me 'cause she still needin' help
[Verse 2]
I'm still gettin' my bands up, I'm increasin' the wealth
If I ain't got no damn help, do the shit by myself
I took some major losses, you don't know how it felt
Then when I put the water on, had me feelin' like Phelps
The bag got me feelin' myself
They don't hustle, so they still on the shelf
I'm flexin' like WrestleMania, the young **** still got the belt
Cut off the roof on the whip, put it back like it's healin' itself
If my shooter let off that hot shit, then the whole ceiling will melt
Remember all of the money ran out since Young was the man of the house
Mommy was stressin', but look at the blessings
I made a plan, then I made it count
More money, more problems, it's always a new one
I don't want the fake love, it's confusin'
Came from the block, then we started a movement
Bro get the packs and he keepin' it movin'
[Verse 3]
I made a plan, then I executed
Pull out the lot doin' surgery
Cut the top off the whip, had to execute it
I know how to go get the money myself
And I don't need nobody else to do it
Run that shit up till you fill up the bag
And then you add a little extra to it
And we love the hood, but we had to escape it
Summertime, bullets fly like The Matrix
Streets cold, got me changin' locations
I was broke, I was feelin' so basic
They could never get one up on me
All these hunnids on me got me feelin' myself
Remember she fronted on me
Now she cummin' for me 'cause she still needin' help
[Verse 4]
Cut her off, had to execute it, made a plan, then I executed
Tryna do it for the internet, 30s, tryna send a message to 'em
They wishin' I fall, but I was always too blessed, they knew it
They could never be me, hood fave, I'm the best to do it
This that ridin' with a weapon music
Talkin' money, I'ma check into it
****, stop with all the flexin'
When they put you to the test, you losin' (Pussy)
Was never the type to go follow the crowd, I'm check influenced
Pull up on the bitch and she eatin' me now, the neck improvin'
The diamonds is spazzin' on me like I'm gettin' electrocuted
Bag is with me and I keep it attached
Took some losses, but my **** get back
Need that lawyer, then I'm havin' a stash
These **** got batteries all in they back
I know they mad at me 'cause I got racks
Still remember what I had in the past
[Verse 5]
I made a plan, then I executed
Pull out the lot doin' surgery
Cut the top off the whip, had to execute it
I know how to go get the money myself
And I don't need nobody else to do it
Run that shit up till you fill up the bag
And then you add a little extra to it
And we love the hood, but we had to escape it
Summertime, bullets fly like The Matrix
Streets cold, got me changin' locations
I was broke, I was feelin' so basic
They could never get one up on me
All these hunnids on me got me feelin' myself
Remember she fronted on me
Now she cummin' for me 'cause she still needin' help
Written by: Jason Cole Critchlow, Kyle Kemp, OSSH, Tank God, Void Stryker