Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Vocals
BNYX
BNYX
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Saint Fort
Benjamin Saint Fort
Songwriter
Noah Olivier Smith
Noah Olivier Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BNYX
BNYX
Producer
Snapz
Snapz
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mastering Engineer
Noah Olivier Smith
Noah Olivier Smith
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(I-I'm-) pull up lil' bitch like-, pull up lil' bitch like, yeah, huh I bought a Urus today, uh-huh Paint it all yellow, look like a bird (I-I'm-) Inside big body, two times two, my money, bitch All I got, yeah (I-I'm working on dying) I make money, my thot-thot-thot 'Bout to fold that money all up (ooh, BNYX) Yeah, I'm swervin' it daily (ooh, oh) Yeah, I'm causin' a madness (ooh, oh) Yeah, I'm fuckin' the baddest, uh Yeah, I bought me the Crowdless (ooh, oh) I bought me the gems Yeah, I never need practice (ooh, oh) My money gon' double or triple Yeah, your money subtractin' (ooh, oh) Yeah, peeled off on the jakes Peeled off on the cops Peeled off on a swerve (ooh, oh) Yeah, I ain't even fuckin' with nobody Bitch got a crib in the 'burbs (ooh, oh) Yeah, this shit could've gone so bad This shit could've gotten worse, yeah (ooh, oh) Yeah, free YSL out the chain gang, big fuck 12, they birds (brr) I ran up my money the most I'm richer than all of them nerds (yeah) Yeah, I'm flexin' a big bankroll These knots in my pockets, it hurt (big bankroll) I had to chase it, the Tonka, the vision Kept rippin' the car 'til it burn (skrrt) 24-7, I steady be poppin' these pillies, these mo'fuckin' Percs I think I'm Osama, lil' bitch, yeah The way that I blew up and left on the Earth (bang) I hope that you don't think you could just rock with the gang You can't come over here (no way) You can try pullin' up on us lil' bitch (ooh) You get hit with a motherfuckin' AR (ooh, oh) I don't even be postin' no pics on the Instagram Bitch, I just motherfuckin' stay out (ooh, oh) Bitch, you can't do it like me, you can't do it like us You gon' get up and pay out (ooh, oh) You can be stuck in the mix with a couple lil' blicks But it's always a way out (I-I'm-) Hey, hey, been swervin' the motherfuckin' jakes on the side The motherfucker told me to spin, hey, hey (I'm working on dying) I don't even understand how they get this shit anyways (BNYX) But a motherfucker lame Loud, loud, I used to be shippin' the pound (hey, hey) I bought the motherfuckin' karat, lil' bitch Yeah, look at me now (hey, hey) Yeah, look at these motherfuckin' diamonds Listen the way that they sound (hey, hey) Yeah, new watch every day of the week Lil' Rollie bitch, with the AP (hey, hey, hey, hey) (I-I'm-) pull up lil' bitch like-, pull up lil' bitch like, yeah, huh I bought a Urus today, uh-huh Paint it all yellow, look like a bird (I-I'm-) Inside big body, two times two, my money, bitch All I got, yeah (I-I'm working on dying) I make money, my thot-thot-thot 'Bout to fold that money all up (ooh, BNYX) Yeah, I'm swervin' it daily (ooh, oh) Yeah, I'm causin' a madness (ooh, oh) Yeah, I'm fuckin' the baddest, uh Yeah, I bought me the Crowdless (ooh, oh) I bought me the gems Yeah, I never need practice (ooh, oh) My money gon' double or triple, yeah, your money subtractin'
Writer(s): Nicholas Varvatsoulis, Niles Groce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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