Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K. CAMPBELL
K. CAMPBELL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K. CAMPBELL
K. CAMPBELL
Composer
B. Turner
B. Turner
Composer
Chris Jackson
Chris Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bobby Kritical
Bobby Kritical
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
First off, I am not a rapper
Second off, we are not the same
Third thing, all you bitch **** on the internet
You should be ashamed
Closet full of Alexander Wang
Louis loafers, you can say I changed
Louis jacket just to block the rain
Eating lobster bisques with some champagne
RIP to Bankroll
Shit all day been chasing bank rolls
I ain't even change, I'm in the same clothes
Young wild ****, these hoes can expose
Young wild **** that came in on fleet
Gotta get that lil bitch out my sheets
Uber outside, I'll see you next week
Uber XL, you know a **** cheap
Pull up to your function riding in that foreign car
Shorty fuck me off the co-co
Feel like Pablo Escobar
Ain't no pressure, I'ma still accept your ass for who you are
Now just hop in my jacuzzi lose the panties and that bra
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm that dude
King of Pro Tools
I am rude
Feel like Goku
Lunch at Nobu
Don't do tofu
Say he know me but I don't know old dude
Why you trippin', man, I swear she old news
Stop that bitching, girl, you know you mine
Rolling stone, get my Rollie on
Rolling raw cone, drinking red wine
But these **** still know what's happening
I'm not just rapping
Expressing my emotions through some goddamned captions
Riding through the city and I'm goddamn packing
'Cause I wish a **** would
****, I'm goddamn lavic
On my way, baby, wish me well
Young **** finally came out that shell
I'm the motherfucking truth, bitch, you can't tell
[Verse 3]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a **** tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I'm famous
Bought a brand new foreign
So I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up
I got my change up
I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I'm famous
Tell me why you hatin' 'cause a **** switched his lane up
Let get it
[Verse 4]
Bitch, I'm on, they can't help but hate
A round table with a full plate
Bobby in here, finest night chef
Shoutout Oak Hill
Came in so swift
Tokyo drift, now I'm riding
Green on me, add a thousand dollars
Young **** got his money piling
When I seen a mil, bitch, I started robbing
[Verse 5]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a **** tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I'm famous
Bought a brand new foreign
So I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up
I got my change up
I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I'm famous
Tell me why you hatin' 'cause a **** switched his lane up
[Verse 6]
When are we gonna do Lyric Ave again?
That was crazy last week
That was epic, we smoked so much
See you soon, call us, bye
Written by: B. Turner, Chris Jackson, K. CAMPBELL
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