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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Composer
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Lyrics
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Lyrics
Daniel Perez
Daniel Perez
Composer
Christopher Quillin
Christopher Quillin
Composer
Desmond Rasberry
Desmond Rasberry
Composer
Stan Greene
Stan Greene
Composer
Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Recording Engineer
Bugz Ronin
Bugz Ronin
Producer
Bhristo
Bhristo
Producer
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Recording Engineer
Money Jezus
Money Jezus
Producer
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
Edgard Herrera
Edgard Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Tom Norris
Tom Norris
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Turn me up a couple notches
Tell them hoes I need a couple options
They know I came to get it started
We still trappin' out of private projects
[Chorus]
I drink a lot of juice, I smoke a lot of smoke
But don't believe the hype, I know these **** broke
I came in with the gang, I left out with the hoes
They wanna try the beast, yeah, I can't let it go
[Chorus]
Put your back in it, hop out with the racks and shit
I been callin' shots and whackin' shit
She clean it up, miraculous
I couldn't be out here like these ****, they wack as shit
Close your eyes, count to ten
Runnin' racks and make it spin
[Verse 1]
I came in with the squad, I came in with the glo
She can slide here every time, she gon' do it like a pro
Tryna ride out, go off the radar, nowadays I like being remote
I don't fuck with these **** at all, I'm prayin' for keeps like I'm L'A Capone
You could go do, go do better
Keep your head on clutch, ****, keep your head up
I think I been doin' too much, yeah, I been way too fed up
Hedi Slimanes, these YSL, these leopard print Margielas
[Bridge]
You know just what I feel, I hate it when it show
When you get vu jà dé, think I been here before
Know why I love your page, 'cause you don't even post
Yeah, I been had trust issues, can't let 'em get too close
[Chorus]
I drink a lot of juice, I smoke a lot of smoke
But don't believe the hype, I know these **** broke
I came in with the gang, I left out with the hoes
They wanna try the beast, yeah, I can't let it go
[Chorus]
Put your back in it, hop out with the racks and shit
I been callin' shots and whackin' shit
She clean it up, miraculous
I couldn't be out here like these ****, they wack as shit
Close your eyes, count to ten
Runnin' racks and make it spin
[Verse 2]
You know I got milli's up, I give your bitch a band
All the talkin' on the net, I caught him in the rear
Bitch, we really in the field, I'll put you in the stand
Oh yeah, oh a drill, I been cookin' with my head
[Chorus]
Put your back in it, hop out with the racks and shit
I been callin' shots and whackin' shit
She clean it up, miraculous
I couldn't be out here like these ****, they wack as shit
Close your eyes, count to ten
Runnin' racks and make it spin
Written by: Caleb Toliver, Christopher Quillin, Daniel Perez, Derek Anderson, Desmond Rasberry, Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood, Stan Greene, Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
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