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PERFORMING ARTISTS
French Montana
French Montana
Vocals
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karim Kharbouch
Karim Kharbouch
Songwriter
Clifford Harris, Jr.
Clifford Harris, Jr.
Songwriter
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Songwriter
Diego Ave
Diego Ave
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Producer
Lawrence "ELL" Wydermyer
Lawrence "ELL" Wydermyer
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I got some money to spend, aye aye
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
[Verse 2]
Man I got to have it
Money poppin'
Not the bat
I'ma hop out on the nat
For my city for the bet (Bet)
Bad bitches, bust it down
All flights are automatic
Got the drink, got the pounds
Why you playin' with the dabs though?
[Verse 3]
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye
[Verse 4]
I got purp by the liter
I got pounds in the duffle
I got cash in the freezer
We don't clash in the huddle
With the dope, I'm smokin' dope
Lean, work, bust it open
Hit the block, then I hit the jeweler
Wrist, bust it open
[Verse 5]
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Models got the bottles
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Bad bitches, marble floors
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Magic City, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and Tip
[Verse 6]
Bust it open, want it freaky
Yeah she want it on the top
And all my diamonds VVS
She bust it open in the Phantom
[Verse 7]
Man I got to have it
Money poppin'
Not the bat
I'ma hop out on the nat
For my city for the bet (Bet)
Bad bitches, bust it down
All flights are automatic
Got the drink, got the pounds
Why you playin' with the dabs though?
[Verse 8]
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye
[Verse 9]
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Models got the bottles
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Bad bitches, marble floors
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Magic City, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and Tip
[Verse 10]
Blue cheese, revenue
I got a bitch, stacks it up on the avenue
And when a sucker violate
Man I hate to do it
But I still get 'em wet for a band or two
And **** really though
Ain't going back and forth
What you waitin' on, a tentacle?
That **** talk big
When you sell, know how to bid it though
They wanna let down
Yeah heh, aye **** warning, danger
Yeah they got what they came for
Shooter toting that flamethrower
Known to hit what they aim for
Cocaine Lord, Marijuana Don
This watch of mine is a 1 of 1
Got a hundred stacks, of a hundred ones
Plus a hunnid hunnids
Rack the stacks and stack some on another
I keep it 100, for a 100 bands
I seen felons turn they backs on one another
Sister shoot her brother
Mother killed her daughter
Man this shit is awful
[Verse 11]
Man I got to have it
Money poppin'
Not the bat
I'ma hop out on the nat
For my city for the bet (Bet)
Bad bitches, bust it down
All flights are automatic
Got the drink, got the pounds
Why you playin' with the dabs though?
[Verse 12]
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye
[Verse 13]
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye, stop it aye
Stop it aye, stop it aye
[Verse 14]
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Models got the bottles
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Bad bitches, marble floors
Tip tip tip tip tip tip tippy top
Magic City, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and Tip
Written by: Clifford Harris, Jr., Diego Ave, Karim Kharbouch, Scott Storch
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