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PnB Rock
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Kevin Gomringer
Songwriter
Rakim Allen
Songwriter
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter
Tim Gomringer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cubeatz
Producer
Murda Beatz
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah yeah
Uh, woo
[Verse 2]
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
Dropped 300 on the whip, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like 80 on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang, uh
[Verse 3]
When you see me I be drippin' Fendi
All these hunnids in my pocket, bitch I'm getting plenty
Ride with a semi in this fucking Bentley
I ain't a killer but don't push me, ****, don't fucking tempt me, uh
Every day another fucking deposit, yeah
I just signed a deal with kicks, I'm a fucking designer, yeah
Loyalty a must, and death before dishonor, yeah
Real **** I won't talk put that shit on my momma, yeah
Spend 3 bands on a Moncler yeah
Walked up the store with that Moncler, yeah
And you know that shit was on my back
I'm a fucking hypebeast, ****, I don't know how to act
[Verse 4]
Yeah, they done gave the wrong **** money
Ever since I got it, I been blowing money, yeah
You a broke ****, you be owing money, yeah
At the strip club, we be throwing money
Yeah, I remember I ain't had the shit
Now I'm having shit, I'm living lavish, bitch
It's at least a 500 thousand under my mattress bitch
I be fucking, ducking these hoes, I'm on my savage shit
Pulled up in that big B, they thought it was a rental (Skrrt)
While I get my dick sucked, my seats massaging me (Yeah)
It's so big inside, can fucking have a menage in it (Yeah)
She just like the squad and now all my **** ridin' it (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
Dropped 300 on the whip, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like 80 on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang, uh
[Verse 6]
I spend 7 thousand on a Balmain jacket
Looking like I got it I can probably fit a shotty in it
And now I gotta go pick up the pocket rocket
Just to get a thotty in a spot, cause I can't trust no bitches
I don't like little bodies in a big ass fucking Bentley
With a Spanish mami, make her call me papi in it
I'm riding, windows tinted and she give me sloppy in it
And they tryna see who's in it, mind your fucking business
Money on mind it's always time to get it, yeah
Got Eliante jewelry so my diamonds glitter, yeah
I know she like the way I rock my Mike Amiri's, yeah
Got spikes all on my feet, so haters can't get near me, yeah
[Verse 7]
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
Dropped 300 on the whip, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like 80 on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang, uh
[Verse 8]
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
Dropped 300 on the whip, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like 80 on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang, uh
Written by: Rakim Hasheem Allen, Artist Julius Dubose, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Shane Lee Lindstrom