Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wallie the Sensei
Wallie the Sensei
Vocals
Nebula Swavey
Nebula Swavey
Rap
Pho Pho
Pho Pho
Rap
DT100Beats
DT100Beats
Programming
XL
XL
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Heard
Jonathan Heard
Composer
Davis Torrens
Davis Torrens
Composer
Joshua Gray
Joshua Gray
Composer
Traquan Tyson
Traquan Tyson
Composer
Ricky McCoy
Ricky McCoy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DT100Beats
DT100Beats
Producer
XL
XL
Producer
Jonathan Heard
Jonathan Heard
Engineer
Bennie Briggman
Bennie Briggman
Mastering Engineer
Michael Briggman
Michael Briggman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(You play too much)
So to break up the purple just to make me some green
Bread off the bitch, that's lean cuisine
Chain hid off the watch, but hi bitch, it's bling
I don't even think she seen the ring
If you ain't getting money, you weird bitch
You about to face your fears bitch
I don't have time for your tears bitch
You been on this Earth for some years
I can freestyle but it's not free
They like Wallie, what you gon' cost me?
You suppose to be my muhfuckin' doggy
****, why didn't you walk me?
Bitch, I heard you hit off the ADD
Yeah, give me that and your EBT
SDA take the whole ten bands
At least you got you a small business
I don't have time for your fears
Go get your brother, it is what it is, bitch
I already told you I'm fearless
You shoulda never came near this
I put the house on the hills for me and my brothers
We wanna live, bitch
You gotta put on them heels, bitch
You gotta put on them heels, bitch
So to break up the purple just to make me some green
Bread off the bitch, that's lean cuisine
Chain hid off the watch, but hi bitch, it's bling
I don't even think she seen the ring
If you ain't getting money, you weird, bitch
You about to face your fears, bitch
I don't have time for your tears, bitch
You been on this Earth for some years, bitch
Little bitch, I got it
Got four stacks in me pocket
Watch it, Batman turning into Robin
I got hit, hit 'em back, pull up with the rockets
Drop it, story how the plug met the sockets
Grabba, how you turn that leaf into grief?
Stabba, how you turn that chinx into minx?
Write him a letter, all me bad girls knew better
Baby got the strap, Boo-retta
You can call me Boo Hitter
Head out the bitch, lean and bleed
Blot clot bitch, change this thing for greens
Green machine off the EBD
Unemployment bitch, better shoot me my means
Goddamn, it is what it is, bitch
Click on my story as I live bitch
Don't fear bitch, don't fear bitch
Westside, Westside, ad lib this
So to break up the purple just to make me some green
Bread off the bitch, that's lean cuisine
Chain hid off the watch, but hi bitch, it's bling
I don't even think she seen the ring
If you ain't getting money, you weird, bitch
You about to face your fears, bitch
I don't have time for your tears, bitch
You been on this Earth for some years, bitch
I'm countin' up this money till this Crips turn Bloods
No stepped on, dragged lil baby off the curb
Just dropped a hunnid on my big toe when it hurt
Stumbled to the cane, now he fuckin' in a hearse
Dead presidents in my pocket, need a hobby
Kobe with the shot, even though I could pop it
Diamond earrings, Cuban link chains
Over our fit, Harbor at my feet
Obama be hyped and I don't wanna greet
Just fucked them ankles, now run me the feet
Got sauce on my chicken, I need extra cheese
No reason to crash it, just throw some on me
Dirty Mac can get handled like lean cuisine
Pull up to the block with a red beam
No them not my kids, bitch
Don't bring them where I live, bitch
So to break up the purple just to make me some green
Bread off the bitch, that's lean cuisine
Chain hid off the watch, but hi bitch, it's bling
I don't even think she seen the ring
If you ain't getting money, you weird bitch
You about to face your fears bitch
I don't have time for your tears bitch
You been on this Earth for some years, bitch
Written by: Davis Torrens, Jonathan Heard, Joshua Gray, Ricky McCoy, Traquan Tyson
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