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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DDG
DDG
Vocals
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darryl Granberry, Jr.
Darryl Granberry, Jr.
Lyrics
Daystar Shemuel Shua Peterson
Daystar Shemuel Shua Peterson
Lyrics
Joshua Isaih Parker
Joshua Isaih Parker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OG Parker
OG Parker
Producer

Lyrics

Hold me down, know I'm deep in Hold me down, know I'm deep (Beezo need cash only, you dig?) (OG Parker) I go Cartier bracelet and Cartier watch, I stack multiple Cartier metals on wrist Hundred more thousand gon' equal a whole 'nother million, I'm rich as a fuck in this bitch DD be flexin', I'm punchin' the Lambo' like Devin, I might just Gervonta the whip Lambo', it sit on the floor, I'ma have to get low if I wanted to hop in this bitch Michelin Star with my shorty, the menu expensive, the bill is a thousand a pop Since I became a celebrity, no movin' regularly, can't even grocery shop Moonwalkin' in Calabasas, the mansion is massive, I stay at the tippity top Cuban link on me is heavy, the diamonds is pure as the fuck, you can see through the rock Gallery shorts and the Gallery socks Fresh as a bitch and he mad that he not He not a threat, I can't call him an opp These little niggas be prayin' I flop Fuck all that, that beefin' on internet, niggas ain't into that He actin' tough when he not I wanna see when I meet the lil' nigga in person if all of that energy stop I ain't got time for no talkin', let's get to the business We're makin' some money or what? Chase wanna make me a new private client They see my account, and I'm runnin' it up IRS audit, I show 'em what's up Ain't nothin' funny 'bout none of my bucks I got momentum, I'm havin' my way With this shit and ain't nobody fuckin' it up Legally rich, I invented finesse Gettin' deposits be better than sex When I'm on tour, these women in line For the bus like I'm filmin' a season of Next If she's an eight, she can come on the bus If she's a ten, she can come to the back Don't even know her, but I hit her in Indiana And now the next show in the 'Raq I'm livin' life like this shit never endin' Bottles and bottles and women on women I like to go out after handlin' business I'm livin' life like this shit never endin' Bottles and bottles and women on women I like to go out after handlin' business (ay, ay) Stick to my cell and I think 'bout the rumors and shit that they're sellin' The money in pocket, it's heavy, I can't even count it I just gotta get it, go scale it and fuck it, let's talk 'bout the rumors They sent me to prison and gave me a ten piece 'cause I wasn't tellin' But I made a oath to the city to never go snitchin' Even if it kill me or make me a felon I go out to visit and bag the bitch out The baddest bitch out there, then slapped the shit out ya Sent me to prison and all that it taught me If it go down, how to stab the shit out ya Tommy's in bunkers, the knives, the thumpers The lock in the socks, just to crack the shit out ya I call a shot on the yard, you're a problem I'ma send out a hit and CashApp the shit out ya Standin' on business is standin' on business JPay the killers to stand on the witness COs are hatin', they're bannin' my visits They're claimin' they caught me with hands on the titties War back-to-back, and we're spinnin' and spinnin' My young nigga sayin' he been gettin' dizzy I be up prayin' and waitin' for the day That niggas come for me the way he did Drizzy I got the card in the wallet, and big brodie problem's My problems, so fuck how you're feelin' about it Brodie gon' stand on his own with 2024, ain't no fair ones in Toronto Pablo, I told you these niggas was talkin' about us And poppin' this shit 'cause we got it If they had a dollar for every time we think about 'em They wouldn't even have a dollar Shorty, my city talks about me highly Know that these bitches never can deny me Only one thing I regret on that night is jumpin' up outta the pool with Kylie I got the dogs, the wolves, they slimey I'm even comin' home sooner than I think They thought that I wasn't recordin' inside of the cell Like I wasn't spittin' the fire in hell Like I wasn't crackin' the code and as if that ain't the real reason why I'm in the jail I had to say, "Hello, goodbye," from the other side, like I was Adele And somethin' real good gon' come out the appeal Just don't bust a U-ey when I'm out the cell, lil' bitch DDG, you know what's happenin' twin Canada (umbrella)
Writer(s): Og Parker, Darryl Granberry Jr., Daystar Shemuel Shua Peterson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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