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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trauma Tone
Trauma Tone
Programming
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Programming
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
John Carrington Jr.
John Carrington Jr.
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trauma Tone
Trauma Tone
Producer
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Executive Producer
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Pierre "P" Thomas
Pierre "P" Thomas
Executive Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Recording Engineer
Max Lord
Max Lord
Recording Engineer
Buster Ross
Buster Ross
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Woah You know what I'm saying? Niggas done forgot about this shit, man, uh These niggas trippin', uh Zaytoven (hey) Maison Margiela, I'm dripping, I'm stepping They know that I'm repping my gang (gang) Wokhardt, the Perky, the Addy I'm mixing the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope) Supercharged all of my cars, and I'm going to Mars And this money ain't changed (Mars) Took off my top, I'm exposing the brains I got young niggas ready to stain Told a bad bitch, "Don't Speak" (woo) Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey) Hands on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona) Switch my hoe by the week (sore) Bring my flame to the street Fuck her in the throat Keep my name out the street (eugh) Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank) Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep beep Don't give a fuck if a bitch is a nun (nun) She sucking me numb, 'til I go to sleep (numb) Woke up and told myself I am the don (don) Then bought me a Dawn, that shit wasn't cheap (woo) Nah, nah, ain't givin' no ones (nah) I got a lil' stick, and the arm with a reach (pa, pa, pa) Trap out the wide body Jeep (wide body) You already know 'bout the robotic key (robotic) Ran out of thunder, the trap doing numbers (number) Burn out the 'Cat, but I serve in the Honda (burn out) Saving my money, my vision was tunnel (woo) Remember I thought that a hundred was something I chose the streets and it's hurting my momma (my momma) I heard the beat and the millions start comin' I had no money, been locked in the jungle (no money) I drive the coupe and it's not in the summer (uh, uh) Back against the wall, they abandoned a G (back) The Za' it keep tasting like candy to me (Za Za) Thotty can fuck on my man and then me (thot, thot) Porta potty the opp, you smell the degree (stain) The block, the Nawf is embedded in me (Nawf) Leave him hot, he got hit with the cut in his sleep (cut) I pay a dub to my brother, let's eat (dub) Bought my bitch a new Urus and boarded the sea Maison Margiela, I'm dripping, I'm stepping They know that I'm repping my gang (my gang) Wokhardt, the Perky, the Addy I'm mixing the dope, got dope in my chain (dope, my chain) Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm going to Mars And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) Took off my top, I'm exposing the brains I got young niggas ready to stain (oh) Told a bad bitch, "Don't Speak" (woo) Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey) Hands on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona) Switch my hoe by the week (sore) Bring my flame to the street Fuck her in the throat Keep my name out the street (eugh) Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank) Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep beep Demon in the Gladiator Jeep (skrrt) Low key movin' in the streets (low key) Bulletproof trucks in the fleet (rrraow) Mafia ties too deep (go) I cut the inside of the Mercedes, I'm crazy (go) Don't trap in one spot, we'll switch the location (switch) Ordered it up and it came with some gravy (brrr) Bigger the bails, better come with the payment (uh) Ain't nothin' just the Nawf side, Nawf (Nawf side) Top floor sittin' like a boss (top) Brrt, there go the call (brrt) Dominos, them niggas fall (uh) Behind the back, double the cross No, I'm not talkin' bout dribble the ball (I'm tellin' ya) We buckin' that shit on the law (we buckin') Young Gotti, the way we get off (Gotti) From the beginning (beginning) We had the talent to win it (soo) Protectin' the business (go) I'm buying the block new extensions (buying the block) You can not walk in my Jays, you kiddin'? You will be finished (you niggas bitches) Hustle mentality, Mamba mentality Scrape every dollar and penny (uh) Maison Margiela, I'm dripping, I'm stepping They know that I'm repping my gang (my gang) Wokhardt, the Perky, the Addy I'm mixing the dope, got dope in my chain (dope, my chain) Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm going to Mars And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) Took off my top, I'm exposing the brains I got young niggas ready to stain (rrah) Told a bad bitch, "Don't Speak" (woo) Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey) Hands on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona) Switch my hoe by the week (sore) Bring my flame to the street Fuck her in the throat Keep my name out the street (eugh) Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank) Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep beep Big stones, it's a waterfall leak (leak) I never been a clone, it's only one of me When I slide, when I ride, keep the fire under me (fire) Niggas in the street don't think shit's sweet (sweet) Your bitch act right, I give her a treat (treat) Chrome Heart jeans and Patek Phillipe (ice) She want a Birkin, I tell her go work it (work) She ain't gon' sit there and get it for free (nah) Lil' bitty bitch, she petite (she is) Thinking 'bout taking her home with me (I might) She hop in the coupe and get to frowning her face 'Cause she says the Za Za stinks (ew) My ice came from Elliot No not the water that's outta your sink (no) Got so many Ks, Confederate Don't think about touching on my Cuban link (brrr) I got the gang in ink All of my bro's gon' stain for me (stain) I flood the gang with chains 'Cause I know that they won't change on me (never) Me and the coupe, that's a couple (coupe) I throw the racks in the duffle (cash) I gotta ride with a cutter Styro the cup, and it gotta be double (drank) Maison Margiela, I'm dripping, I'm stepping They know that I'm repping my gang (my gang) Wokhardt, the Perky, the Addy I'm mixing the dope, got dope in my chain (dope, my chain) Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm going to Mars And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) Took off my top, I'm exposing the brains I got young niggas ready to stain (rrah) Told a bad bitch, "Don't Speak" (woo) Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey) Hands on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona) Switch my hoe by the week (sore) Bring my flame to the street Fuck her in the throat Keep my name out the street (eugh) Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank) Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep beep
Writer(s): Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Ball, Xavier Dotson, John Carrington Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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