Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
D-Raww
Performer
Guapo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Mullen
Songwriter
Lyrics
I’m going city, city they ain’t fucking with me that’s probably the problem
My foot on they neck can’t get no rest these hoes just part of the problem
I’m full of that sex gotta run up a check
These **** be hoes like Tyler perry
Neck to white like rice no Jerry
I’m in all white with ice no dairy
(Hook)
Guapo verse
Wake up and pop me a Percocet pill and I got and get straight to the dollars
These **** hoes and most of em sharing they clothes that’s part of the problem
And I be with them young **** they’ll come get you if you need a hit just send me a dollar
I pull up dripping in Louie or fendi and Gucci or probably pull up in some Prada
I rather be rich then broke cus I know that paper gone solve everyone of my problem
Make the freak eat the dick and choke I’m gripping her frontal she sucking and sucking and swallow
Pull up hellcat Durango I’m swerving and swerving lil bro follow me with a chopper
**** start trippn with me so I pull up my fire like word do we have a problem
2nd verse
Fucked the bitch one time and I made her leave but I don’t know autumn (Ayy)
Everytime that we swipe for a play and we run that shit up it’s a young **** holiday
I been crossing em over these **** be penny pinching they some like hardaway
I’m with guapo we threw that shit on designer our body we drip in all kinda ways
Guapo 2nd
Might just get my bitch a crib
These reaching ass **** can’t know where I live
I got a thigh pad in both of my pockets it look like I play for the Buffalo bills
Trap house serve pound drank and pills
Clean up fr do that shit Nawl for real
Young **** rich before before the deal
Won’t buy that pint if I can’t crack the seal (let’s go)
Written by: Derrick Mullen

