Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Ikechukwu Nnamdi
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Took off on to Manchester, gotta get my bands up (Racks)
Made a little extra money, **** thought I changed up (What, what)
I got it on my own, I’m self-made, did it with no help (Yeah)
Reachin’ superstardom, leave behind resin of stardust (Woo, woo, woo)
Me and all my **** rollin’ deep inside some Benz’s, ayy (Ayy)
I drive it like it stolen, speed the lane, my mood is hectic, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Couldn’t see the playa got his windows hella tinted, ayy (Tinted)
No, my shit ain’t leased, don’t even ask “you got it rented?”, uh (Ok!)
Glidin’ over Manchester, gotta get my bands bigger (Yee)
Young **** poppin’ out, catch me cheesin’ at the camera (Woo)
Steppin’ in some Prada, while I’m rockin’ Tommy Hilfiger (Rockin’, rockin’)
Had to boost my stats up, now I’m feelin’ like I’m that **** (Yeah, woo)
Glidin’ over Manchester, gotta get my bands bigger (Yee, yee)
Young **** poppin’ out, catch me cheesin’ at the camera (Chesse)
Steppin’ in some Prada, while I’m rockin’ Tommy Hilfiger (Rockin, rockin’)
Had to boost my stats up, now I’m feelin’ like I’m that **** (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, feelin’ hella worthy cause I sign my checks in cursive, mm (Woo)
I’m a priceless ****, your diamonds ain’t even worth shit, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Never gave a fuck about a ****, he won’t burn me, uh (Nah)
I’m young poppin’ jit, I’m hot just like the furnace, uh (Woo, woo)
Glidin’ over Manchester, gotta get my bands bigger (Yee)
Young **** poppin’ out, catch me cheesin’ at the camera (Woo)
Steppin’ in some Prada, while I’m rockin’ Tommy Hilfiger (Rockin’, rockin’)
Had to boost my stats up, now I’m feelin’ like I’m that **** (Yeah, woo)
Glidin’ over Manchester, gotta get my bands bigger (Yee, yee)
Young **** poppin’ out, catch me cheesin’ at the camera (Chesse)
Steppin’ in some Prada, while I’m rockin’ Tommy Hilfiger (Rockin, rockin’)
Had to boost my stats up, now I’m feelin’ like I’m that **** (Yeah)
Written by: Patrick Ikechukwu Nnamdi
