Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
AXL
Performer
Jackboy
Vocals
Cubeatz
Programming
808 Melo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Manalla Abdulaziz
Composer
Kevin Gomringer
Composer
Tim Gomringer
Composer
Pierre Delince
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AXL
Producer
Cubeatz
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
808 Melo
Producer
7namez
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
808Melo
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
AXL (AXL, AXL, AXL, AXL)
[Verse 2]
I told her your fly gotta match my fly
So, I went and bought her some diamonds
I don't gotta try, baby, I'm still that guy
'Cause I wanna see her shinin'
Bought her a Birkin to match my ride
Bought her a Birkin to hold my fye
They say she for the streets, she cannot be wife
I don't care if she a freak, she my wife tonight
[Verse 3]
She be ridin' that dick like a motor bike
No hands, do the trick with your tongue how I like
Get aggressive, put her down, can run from the pipe
She in this bitch fuckin' on me like tonight her last night
The lil, I fucked her good, she wanna cuff, no appeal
Never want to hop out, I'ma leave it in
I can do what I want, got Benjamin
[Verse 4]
I was out sinnng for Christian Dior
At the time I wasn't winnin', but I still wanted more
At the time I still a lil **** bitches adore
Big boy money, make your ex unsure
He don't even feel like he could have you no more
Hell naw, Jack done made her his whore
Dirty money, baby, time to go do chores
Dirty money got me dancing on my floor
[Verse 5]
I feel that to the core
Stack that up, can't go back poor
It ain't shit I can't afford
I buy Cha nay-nay when I'm bored
I'm having racks, I could buy the store
Doin' laps till my feet get sore
I remember when I was poor (Lord knows I do)
But I won't go back
[Verse 6]
Still posted up in the trap
Made so much money almost forgot how to rap
Still posted up with a strap
**** comin' 'round playin', then his ass get whacked
Comin' 'round playin' and his ass getting clapped
All my ****, they ready to kill
Comin' 'round playin', get a boy dirt nap
All my **** still goin' on drills
[Verse 7]
I told her your fly gotta match my fly
So, I went and bought her some diamonds
I don't gotta try, baby, I'm still that guy
'Cause I wanna see her shinin'
Bought her a Birkin to match my ride
Bought her a Birkin to hold my fye
They say she for the streets, she cannot be wife
I don't care if she a freak, she my wife tonight
[Verse 8]
She be ridin' that dick like a motor bike
No hands, do the trick with your tongue how I like
Get aggressive, put her down, can run from the pipe
She in this bitch fuckin' on me like tonight her last night
The lil, I fucked her good, she wanna cuff, no appeal
Never want to hop out, I'ma leave it in
I can do what I want, got Benjamin
Written by: Kevin Gomringer, Manalla Abdulaziz, Pierre Delince, Tim Gomringer