Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Atl Smook
Atl Smook
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Alston
Caleb Alston
Songwriter

Lyrics

See the cops, I know nada
She want Prada, buy her Prada
I go hard about a dollar
Big stacks stuffed inside my wallet
Smokin'- what you call it? Just know it's exotic
No chicken grease, bitches know that I'm poppin'
Foreign go, "Vroom", bitch, you know that I bought it
Don't get 'em started, my **** retarded
Ice on my neck, yeah, my charm is on Arctic
Plug threw the pack and you know that I caught it
White girl say I'm gnarly, she ride like a Harley
Dreads in my face, bitch, I look like a Marley
Winnin' like Sheen like my first name was Charlie
I move that weight, bitch, I don't need a dollar
Flex on these ****, I do not say sorry
Gotta go hard, bitch, I need me a Rari
Yeah
Gotta go hard, bitch, I need me a Rari
But right now it's Audis that sit on the Forgis
That boy, he poutin' 'cause his bitch adore me
Killin' these **** like I was abortin'
Feel like the mayor, the know I'm important
Kick down his door just like we got a warrant
Sendin' them shots, they don't come wit' a warning
Stuffed crust my 'Wood, I iced out my morning
Number (N)ine sweater, no, this not Ralph Lauren
I fuck a bad bitch whenever I'm horny
I got a wave like a mofuckin' storm
I got a wave like a mofuckin' beach
I was saved by the bell just like I'm Screech
Burn out on the red like them tires, they screech
You ain't gettin' money, boy, please have a seat
See the cops, I know nada
She want Prada, buy her Prada
I go hard about a dollar
Big stacks stuffed inside my wallet
Smokin'- what you call it? Just know it's exotic
No chicken grease, bitches know that I'm poppin'
Foreign go, "Vroom", bitch, you know that I bought it
Don't get 'em started, my **** retarded
Ice on my neck, yeah, my charm is on Arctic
Plug threw the pack and you know that I caught it
White girl say I'm gnarly, she ride like a Harley
Dreads in my face, bitch, I look like a Marley
Winnin' like Sheen like my first name was Charlie
I move that weight, bitch, I don't need a dollar
Flex on these ****, I do not say sorry
Gotta go hard, bitch, I need me a Rari
Written by: Caleb Alston
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