制作
出演艺人
Eighty8
声乐
DJ Swift
编程
作曲和作词
Rayvon Cawley
作曲
Damion Williams
作曲
制作和工程
DJ Swift
制作人
Abel Garibaldi
混音工程师
Fareed “Rip” Salamah
录音工程师
Josiah France
助理录音工程师
Dale Becker
母带工程师
Nate Mingo
助理母带工程师
Brandon Hernandez
助理母带工程师
Noah McCorkle
助理母带工程师
歌词
[Intro]
DJ Swift on the track
[Intro]
Big Ape Shit, ****
FME the mob
Yeah
Big Ape Shit, nobody safe, ****
Whole lotta Cash Money gremlins inside this bitch
[PreChorus]
Wanna be mob, we gon' need your devotion
Lock in with us, this shit deep as the ocean
Big 80 Don, I'm the king with the motions
Standover gang, we be fuckin' shit over
Cullinan truck got four bodies
I ain't gotta shoot, 'cause bro got it
We ain't gotta talk, that load droppin'
Three or four spots, my doors knockin'
[Chorus]
Made somethin' outta nothin', they didn't believe me
Nights in the jungle, it wasn't easy
They was screaming they love me, I watched 'em leave me
I'm in the lab pushing buttons like DeeDee
Somethin' outta nothin'
Somethin' outta, somethin' outta, somethin' outta
Make somethin' outta nothin'
Somethin' outta, somethin' outta nothin', somethin' outta nothin'
[Verse 1]
You ever had a dolla and a dream in some dirty ass jeans knowing it should be a peacoat?
Just a Dayton County **** with some dirty ass birds in the shower, in a minute they gon' need soap
Why these **** keep talking 'bout a drought?
Sitting around speculating, "How this **** making it out?"
When they really should be calling these officers
A dick in they mouths and I really ain't need no voucher
In a UFO high, but I'm saucing, I'm really this awesome
Sold more beans than Boston
Iceberg cold than a bitch, Steve Austin
Gotta be slow if you thinking he lost it
Get a plate and then I tossed it, look like this shit costly
Made **** around me bosses
Eighty on the team like Rossy, aye
Horses don't stop no joggin'
[PreChorus]
Wanna be mob, we gon' need your devotion
Lock in with us, this shit deep as the ocean
Big 80 Don, I'm the king with the motions
Standover gang, we be fuckin' shit over
Cullinan truck got four bodies
I ain't gotta shoot, 'cause bro got it
We ain't gotta talk, that load droppin'
Three or four spots, my doors knockin'
[Chorus]
Made somethin' outta nothin', they didn't believe me
Nights in the jungle, it wasn't easy
They was screaming they love me, I watched 'em leave me
I'm in the lab pushing buttons like DeeDee
Somethin' outta nothin'
Somethin' outta, somethin' outta, somethin' outta
Make somethin' outta nothin'
Somethin' outta, somethin' outta nothin', somethin' outta nothin'
[Verse 2]
You ever see a food stamp baby in a Moncler bubble?
Hunnids fallin' off him, just a Moncler shovel
I done traveled around the world and perfected this hustle
Four spots bumping, I been flexing my muscle
Whole lotta cheddar, no Ruffle
Beat a brick down, damn near broke my knuckle
You couldn't walk a mile in these shoes if I forced you
Got it off of grinding, bought Benz's and Porsche's
Ain't the hottest **** around, bitch, check your sources
Real massive mind, **** could've went corporate
Instead I popped fire, locked in with that holster
Wanna be signed, gotta fuck something' over
8 like Kobe, beat my chest, get loaded
Stick on me like soldiers, shiesty solider
You tried to be mob then folded
Ye ain't our kind, we noticed
[PreChorus]
Wanna be mob, we gon' need your devotion
Lock in with us, this shit deep as the ocean
Big 80 Don, I'm the king with the motions
Standover gang, we be fuckin' shit over
Cullinan truck got four bodies
I ain't gotta shoot, 'cause bro got it
We ain't gotta talk, that load droppin'
Three or four spots, my doors knockin'
[Chorus]
Made somethin' outta nothin', they didn't believe me
Nights in the jungle, it wasn't easy
They was screaming they love me, I watched 'em leave me
I'm in the lab pushing buttons like DeeDee
Somethin' outta nothin'
Somethin' outta, somethin' outta, somethin' outta
Make somethin' outta nothin'
Somethin' outta, somethin' outta nothin', somethin' outta nothin'
Written by: Damion Williams, Rayvon Cawley

