Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cootie
Cootie
Vocals
Nelccia
Nelccia
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randarius M. Caruthers
Randarius M. Caruthers
Lyrics
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Composer
marquice bell
marquice bell
Composer
Matthew Fontanilla Manuel
Matthew Fontanilla Manuel
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
matthewfm
matthewfm
Producer
Temper da Don
Temper da Don
Producer
Audio Jacc
Audio Jacc
Producer
Al Isler
Al Isler
Mastering Engineer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer
Kai Lasker
Kai Lasker
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, bitch, I'm T'd (T'd)
Ballin like I'm playin' for the league
I might need some ice on my knees
Can't you see I'm blessed like I sneezed? (Sneezed)
Had to take a L (L) 'fore the M, and I'm a motherfuckin' P (P)
I'm T'd, tell 'em recognize 'em (Nah, nah-nah, nah) when they see 'em (Nah-nah, nah)
Trapaholic, hustle from the AM to the PM
T'd, feds got my ****, so it's free 'em (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
T'd up on a hater, now it's BM in my DM
Hit the scene and T up, what I fuckin' try (Fuckin' try)
Look at al this ice, bitch, we outside (We outside)
I swear this trap shit should be televised (Should be televised)
I ain't gotta lie (Ooh), you know we don't fuck 'em guys
Real trap ****, so you know I ball like I'm supposed to
Put me on the poster, in Florida drinking mimosas (Ayy)
Versace on my roll, cream soda, mix it with my purple potion (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Sittin' here smoking on this pressure while I'm standin' at the ocean like, "Damn, dog, look at me" (Look at me)
I'm made it and it's somethin' I thought I never be (I never be)
That's on God, I ain't have to say a word, 'cause I knew what it was (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Got tired of being a scrub, so I jumped up out that mud, now I'm turnt
Yeah, bitch, I'm T'd
Ballin like I'm playin' for the league
I might need some ice on my knees
Can't you see I'm blessed like I sneezed? (Sneezed)
Had to take a L (L) 'fore the M, and I'm a motherfuckin' P (P)
I'm T'd, tell 'em recognize 'em (Nah, nah-nah, nah) when they see 'em (Nah-nah, nah)
Trapaholic, hustle from the AM to the PM
T'd, feds got my ****, so it's free 'em (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
T'd up on a hater, now it's BM in my DM (DM)
Written by: Jack Cohen-Mungan, Matthew Fontanilla Manuel, Randarius M. Caruthers, marquice bell
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