Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Choc
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Choc
Songwriter
Austin Bradley Walworth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carta
Producer
Lyrics
She don't know where I'm at, I just gotta flex
Yeah, my Gucci Glass, I got racks, I got racks, I got stacks
Mesmerized by the beat, yeah, she wanna fuck with me
I don't know, yeah, I don't, she don't vibe with me
Yeah, yeah, she don't mess with the drugs
Okay, maybe got a few nugs
Hid below the rug, but that's enough
Can't let her get away, yeah, she brighten up my day
Yeah, yeah, I hope that she here to stay
She got a body like a 10, I can see it when she bend
She addicted to the fiends, sippin' codeine in the lean
Yeah, yeah, addicted to the fiends
Yeah, yeah, why she's into me
But I can't lie, I'm not really into her
She about to cash, she a heavy flirt
I just go with the flow when I'm on the perc
Yeah, I got fur, you as poor as dirt
Save me a spot, come from bottom to the top
I got girls on lock, yeah, they know what I got
Keep them focused on the pot, no, I won't ever stop
Getting high off the rocks, I got Gucci in my pocks
Stay away, made too much today
Yeah, it's everyday, they make faces and they blank
She be smokin' on that dank, took a mill out the bank
Gave an addy that was fake, move the money with a rake
She don't know where I'm at, I just gotta flex
Yeah, my Gucci Glass, I got racks, I got racks, I got stacks
Mesmerized by the beat, yeah, she wanna fuck with me
I don't know, yeah, I don't, she don't vibe with me
Got my Gucci glasses on, yeah, my money weigh a ton
Yeah, these hoes are dumb, yeah, she make them boys run
I don't fuck with fans, sorry, not a chance
All I do is make the bands, yeah, you understand
When she at the bar, she a mess, she a four at best
Can't hang with the rest, and she underdressed
She ain't worth my time, I cannot call her mine
Cheat on me, that's a crime, and it comes with a fine
She don't know where I'm at, I just gotta flex
Yeah, my Gucci Glass, I got racks, I got racks, I got stacks
Mesmerized by the beat, yeah, she wanna fuck with me
I don't know, yeah, I don't, she don't vibe with me
Yeah, she a freak, she don't vibe with me
I can see, all she want is weed
Don't believe what she say, she a fiend for the dough
She just want my Gucci shades, let everyone know
She can't have them though, she a bitch and she broke
She a joke
Yeah, she high off the coke
Yeah, she wanna let me smoke
Yeah, she woke, woke
But she broke, broke
Written by: Austin Bradley Walworth