Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peso Benjies
Songwriter
Giuliano Giarraputo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FRIDAYLXVE
Producer
Brandon Deriveau
Engineer
Lyrics
I be livin' life so fast
In my whip
Yeah full throttle on the gas
Got no keys
It's a push-start digital dash
Hug the seat
If you don't want no whiplash
Hope I don't crash yeah yeah
I got 20s, 50s, 100s
Thumbing thru my fucking cash
Got a stash
Fuck a bitch then I don't text her back
Don't feel bad
Trying to flash to that million-dollar bash
Shot gon' splash
I'm just livin' life like each day is my last
Shit, I'm livin' fast
I'm addicted to the cash (cash)
Itching, get a rash
100's, 50's in that bag
I'm out O.T with a lot of hoes
Ain't doin' shit but poppin' tags
Ran it up and got a bag
Bands tuck, pockets sag (bitch)
We can't fuck if she ain't got an ass
She just wants a tummy tuck and get some shopping bags
I've been throwing money up, I got a lot of that
I'm only callin' this bitch "Nina" because she pop it back
I be livin' life so fast
In my whip
Yeah full throttle on the gas
Got no keys
It's a push-start digital dash
Hug the seat
If you don't want no whiplash
Hope I don't crash yeah yeah
I got 20s, 50s, 100s
Thumbing thru my fucking cash
Got a stash
Fuck a bitch then I don't text her back
Don't feel bad
Trying to flash to that million-dollar bash
Shot gon' splash
I'm just livin' life like each day is my last
I want a mill let's get straight to it
Money my language I speak fluent
Livin' a movie, you gon view it
SRT, Hell-Cat, I'm zoomin'
Steady on me (yeah)
Foreign bitches from across the sea
One from Paris (yeah)
Might just blow a bag on Louis V yeah
Always run up a cheque
Never running out of stamina
Designer on me stay fresh for the cameras
I'm getting these racks
Don't mind
So much drip you might go blind
I'm runnin' to the max
So high
Hope I don't crash tonight
I be livin' life so fast
In my whip
Yeah full throttle on the gas
Got no keys
It's a push-start digital dash
Hug the seat
If you don't want no whiplash
Hope I don't crash yeah yeah
I got 20s, 50s, 100s
Thumbing thru my fucking cash
Got a stash
Fuck a bitch then I don't text her back
Don't feel bad
Trying to flash to that million-dollar bash
Shot gon' splash
I'm just livin' life like each day is my last
Writer(s): Giuliano Giarraputo
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