Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PTM Hud
Recorder
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hudson Coats
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MLT
Producer
Lyrics
Clean the dirty Money with the Lysol
You think she a freak now
Wait till the lights off
Bro still rolling catching lockjaw
Another point on the board they lost a top dog
They gone spin
Car lowered to the ground when I’m hopping out
Sit back and play my lane when I’m in a drought
It’s a clean wipe we den got it all ain’t no safe account
Free Jordy hold it down to my baby out
Pink 10 got me still trippin
RP her still slipping
No scams hands-on they’re only field trippin’
The thugs got their own mind I tell em, but they don’t listen
Come back with a gold mine hit Kim with they new chicken
She stick around I might bless her
Got a little Barbie doll she like to dress up
Jank rollin’ off of a Xan he want to stretch some
Tell myself still don’t listen that’s my problem
What you mad about
What you sad about
Made it happen learned to hustle they hand it out
Stay down 10 Summers now we havin’ now
Pocket watch, they’ve been thinkin’ about my bank account
Wanna know what I’m making
Know what I’m drinking
Down on my dick, no one to call had me thinking
Million dollar dreams if you ever catch me sleeping
Clean the dirty Money with the Lysol
You think she a freak now
Wait till the lights off
Bro still rolling catching lockjaw
Another point on the board they lost a top dog
They gone spin
Car lowered to the ground when I’m hopping out
Sit back and play my lane when I’m in a drought
It’s a clean wipe we den got it all ain’t no safe account
Free Jordy hold it down to my baby out
Written by: Hudson Coats
