Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Agam Singh Kalra
Songwriter
Lyrics
I put it on record to wreck it
I'm selling records on records
I'm movin Mj or Elvis
They can't do nothin but love it
They ain't sayin nothin that stoppin it
Used to be far from the popular
Now I'm big headed and confident
I want that money a lot of it
I want that money a lot of it
Puttin it down her esophagus
Im on top while she toppin it
Shout Dababy but I want that shit with some bop on it
Drippin in gold but I'm draped down in opulence
Somebody call in the ambulance
I got the fye fye fye
And they can not Chelsea handle it
Yen got me speakin some mandarin
Addicted to gamblin
But I told my mama I could handle it
Shy for no camera
New thing from Canada
Light skin Punjabi her features like Pamela
No only fans but I'm only a fan of her
Steve apple got the juice like OJ
Okay okay okay
She said she love me you don't even know me
Okay Okay Okay
So many want it nobody can do it how I really does
Cartier glasses her ass full of plastic they can see the same picture as us
I put it on record to wreck it
I'm selling records on records
I'm movin Mj or Elvis
They can't do nothin but love it
They ain't sayin nothin that stoppin it
Used to be far from the popular
Now I'm big headed and confident
I want that money a lot of it
She wanna link my style embedded
Guillotine whips don't know where we headed
Way my portfolio set up look like I invested in Tesla
My money clip just won't let up
F for the effort I ain't never try hard
Bad bitch with me I ain't never plan to die hard
Hmm
Big Jewels on me like Shabbat shalom
Big moves on me I'm never at home
My timing is crazy
She ain't the only one callin me baby
Supreme on the puff
We don't even say what's up when it's us
I got it I think they aware of it
Success just a part of my character
Plus I'm never outta character
If I sign it, it lookin like Arabic
24 Carrots my neck is a vegan and she wanna see me and he wanna be me
Ask me the secret I tell em go figure
I'm Young and I'm viscous only gettin bigger
I put it on record to wreck it
I'm selling records on records
I'm movin Mj or Elvis
They can't do nothin but love it
They ain't sayin nothin that stoppin it
Used to be far from the popular
Now I'm big headed and confident
I want that money a lot of it
Written by: Agam Singh Kalra
