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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
30 Roc
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Samuel Gloade
Samuel Gloade
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
30 Roc
Producer
Matty P
Matty P
Recording Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Trappin' out the backstreet
Runnin' through the packs like a track meet
(Zoom!)
Pull up with two pistols on me, Max P
Back to back to back to trap, we on repeat
Drippin' on these bitches, put a stain on 'em
Lamborghini Aventador, no brain on it
Iced out Patek with the rain on it
Automatic with the scope, range on it
(Woo!)
[Verse 2]
Spent 160, that's two watches
Got damn, think I need a new hobby
Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti
**** dick riding with a Ducati
Check it out, check it out, check out
Ridin' 'round town with the sticks out
It's fashion week, so I brought the Rick's out
These **** rats, no Mickey Mouse
[Verse 3]
These **** hating 'cause I'm too rich
(Too Rich)
Big carats, same size Cheeze-Its
(Cheez-Its)
88 thou' for a new wrist
(Woo!)
Peter Piper, pull up with a new pistol
(Pew, pew!)
Those not diamonds, those dust crystals
Runnin' to the money like I'm Frank Gore
This ring cost more than a Honda Accord
(Skrrt!)
Fuck with the set then it's over with
(It's over with)
Walk in the spot, get it 'over-lit'
(Over-lit)
I want some pussy, she open it
(She open it)
Fuck her one time then I'm over it
(Over it!)
These **** weak and they talk too much
(Yeah)
All these new ****, they socialists
(Yeah)
Holding on tight to my bragging rights
(What?)
I write my name on the mogul list
[Verse 4]
Spent 160, that's two watches
Got damn, think I need a new hobby
Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti
**** dick riding with a Ducati
Check it out, check it out, check out
Ridin' 'round town with the sticks out
It's fashion week, so I brought the Rick's out
These **** rats, no Mickey Mouse
[Verse 5]
Million dollar lick but I missed out
Had to sleep on the drank, I was pissed off
Got 100 on your hand, hold your wrist out
Hellcat racecar, no pitstop
Had a million dollars cash in my bitch house
Wearin' 20 thousand dollar outfits now
Coupe cost 160 and I cashed out
Lil' Ski comin' home 'bout to max out
Anything I buy, I'm spending all 20s
100s and 50s go into grey wheel
I sleep with a chopper and bathe with a glizzy
A **** try Yatchy we shootin' up the city
Finessed them other **** how we got busy
It ain't no sleep till we hittin' a victim
**** play gangster, but we know they bitches
I'm thinkin' they mad 'cause we fuckin' they bitches
[Verse 6]
Spent 160, that's on two watches
Got damn, think I need a new hobby
Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti
**** dick riding with a Ducati
Check it out, check it out, check it out
Ridin' 'round town with the sticks out
It's fashion week, so I brought the Rick's out
These **** rats, no Mickey Mouse
Written by: Christian Collela, Dominique' Jones, Fabio Barros Truci, Fábio Magnago Mozine, Kiari Cephus, Miles Parks McCollum, Samuel Gloade, Sandro Juliati
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