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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Birdman
Birdman
Vocals
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Dieuson Octave
Dieuson Octave
Songwriter
Jermaine Smith
Jermaine Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dyryk
Dyryk
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lu Diaz
Lu Diaz
Mixing Engineer
C-Clip Beatz
C-Clip Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don't make me wait till I get me a Bugatti
Don't make me wait till I get me a Bugatti
[Verse 2]
What you see if what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects
Remember sliding in that 'yota, ducking, dodging
Now my Cutlass seats so high, I don't know how to drive it
I'm on A1 Eastline, but I ain't got no license
What you see if what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects
Remember sliding in that 'yota, ducking, dodging
Now my Cutlass seats so high, I don't know how to drive it
I'm on A1 Eastline, but I ain't got no license
[Verse 3]
Mama went to work, I'm in here fucking with the Pyrex
Got the pot bubbling, you think I'm a scientist
Early morning, I just came up with a hypothesis
Straight drop, gate rock, you be re-rocking it
Even when I take a shower, I'ma take the Glock with me
I went up top with two pieces on me, call it chocolate
Your old lady keep on calling me, I'm 'bout to block the bitch
And my car so done, you gotta push it just to start the shit
[Verse 4]
Went to school, I jumped the fence
Went to school, I get suspended
Sliding soft, my window tint
In a foreign, don't get offended
Been 1k since the beginning
It ain't personal, it's business
If I said it, bitch, I meant it
MTV, this how I'm living
[Verse 5]
What you see if what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects
Remember sliding in that 'yota, ducking, dodging
Now my Cutlass seats so high, I  don't know how to drive it
I'm on A1 Eastline, but I ain't got no license
What you see if what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects
Remember sliding in that 'yota, ducking, dodging
Now my Cutlass seats so high, I don't know how to drive it
I'm on A1 Eastline, but I ain't got no license
[Verse 6]
My little **** so cool
My little ****'s a fool
My little **** rock jewels
My little **** pop tools
My little **** 'bout money
Hundreds ****, no fifty ****
No little **** be tripping, ****
And I ain't talking 'bout no bitches, ****
Big money, boy
[Verse 7]
Yeah, that chopper there is my food, ****
Tint back, we laid back, you pussy **** gonna lose, ****
Big money don't talk shit, AK we bark, bitch
Uptown, I'm a real ****, it's real 504 bitch
I'm been outchea, got outchea, came outchea with it
Money on my mind, ****, yacht, boats and bitches
Been stunting, real money, blowing big, what take hundreds
Harlem ****, my queen ****, it's uptime, we been money
[Verse 8]
What you see if what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects
Remember sliding in that 'yota, ducking, dodging
Now my Cutlass seats so high, I don't know how to drive it
I'm on A1 Eastline, but I ain't got no license
What you see if what you get 'cause I'm from out the projects
Remember sliding in that 'yota, ducking, dodging
Now my Cutlass seats so high, I don't know how to drive it
I'm on A1 Eastline, but I ain't got no license
[Verse 9]
Rich Gang
Written by: Birdman, C-Clip Beatz, Dyryk, Kodak Black
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