制作
作曲和作词
Wesley Tiku-mbi
词曲作者
歌词
Yeah, uh, yeah
(Man, what the fuck goin' on, Maajins?)
Poppin' them pills like it's nothing, yeah (nothing)
Had to turn nothing to something, yeah (yeah)
These hoes be makin' assumptions, yeah (they makin' assumptions)
You get the bag and you fumblin', yeah (yeah, you fumblin')
When I get the bag, I tumble it, huh (huh)
Ball like Andre Drummond, yeah
Pull out the, uh (shit)
He runnin', yeah
You made a band, that's nothing, yeah (boy, that's nothing)
Prada, Dolce, Chrome Heart, Louis (yeah)
**** snitchin', Ratatouille (ratatouille)
Had us finding, nothin' to me (yeah)
Silly rabbit, ah, Loony (eugh)
Bitch a M.I.L.F., big boobs (yeah)
Take off in that Umizoomi (Umizoomi)
This beat hit, bass boomin' (bass boomin')
I'm a God, I ain't losin' (ha)
She a thot, you know she choosin' (know she choosin')
I'm high as fuck, look how I'm movin' (yeah)
Two Xans, I'm snoozin' (huh)
Who you think you foolin'?
Bitch, I ain't no dumb **** (ain't no dumb ****)
She just wanna have fun, **** (yeah)
So tired of these bum **** (huh)
She said she don't trust neither
She said I'm a fuck **** (hah, fuck ****)
You still ride a bus, **** (bus, ****)
AMG truck, **** (truck, ****)
Coke, I'm a real tripper
I don't love no bitch
Y'all **** think y'all know shit (think y'all know shit)
Why is you on that broke shit? (on that broke shit)
Here's the L, ****, hold it (yeah)
I'm really startin' to focus (hah)
Sippin' that lean, yeah, the potion (yeah)
I put that bitch on a whole list
I got the money, you know this (know that)
Gotta remind, all of you ****, I'm better than you (ha-hah)
Oh, that's yo' bitch?
Oh, that's yo' boo?
I'm fuckin' her too (haha)
I don't respect any **** on Earth
I'm so damn rude (yeah, ha)
That **** mad, talkin' shit on the phone but what you gon' do? (yeah)
These **** mad that I'm takin' they hoes, they look like a fool (yeah)
Your rent, house, tuition, mortgage, all on my shoes (all on my shoes)
When you got that bag, they gon' follow you (dollow you)
Walk up in the show, I'm shootin' all of you (huh)
I'm off X and Percocet's and Molly too (molly too)
I got the motion so I'm doin' what I wanna do (do what I want)
Poppin' them pills like it's nothing, yeah (nothing)
Had to turn nothing to something, yeah (yeah)
These hoes be makin' assumptions, yeah (they makin' assumptions)
You get the bag and you fumblin', yeah (yeah, you fumblin')
When I get the bag, I tumble it, huh (huh)
Ball like Andre Drummond, yeah
Pull out the, uh (shit)
He runnin', yeah
You made a band, that's nothing, yeah (boy, that's nothing)
Prada, Dolce, Chrome Heart, Louis (yeah)
**** snitchin', Ratatouille (ratatouille)
Had us finding, nothin' to me (yeah)
Silly rabbit, ah, Loony (eugh)
Bitch a M.I.L.F., big boobs (yeah)
Take off in that Umizoomi (Umizoomi)
This beat hit, bass boomin' (bass boomin')
I'm a God, I ain't losin' (ha)
Written by: Wesley Tiku-mbi
