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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Performer
Global Dan
Global Dan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Gillum
Gerald Gillum
Composer
Daniel McManus
Daniel McManus
Composer
Matthew Whitney
Matthew Whitney
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dakari
Dakari
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Green green wasabi, ayy
Green green wasabi, yeah
All this gold on my body, ayy
Twenty hoes in my lobby, yeah
Pullin' up in them cities, uh
Only hunnids and fifties, yeah
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Rockstar in my skinnies, yeah
She gon' show me them titties, yeah
New Ferrari’s and Bentley’s, yeah
I'm all night like Denny's, yeah
Rest in peace Mac Dre, yeah
Rest in peace Mac Dre, yeah
Shed a tear on November 1st, will always remember that day, yeah
Send me pics and I show the team
She bought it all when I sold the dream
Most of y'all don't even know what's clean
I'm in new Gucci and some old Supreme
Been hyphy like Way Perk
And I'm off the brown when I pour the Heem, eeh, yeah
Bitch, I’m rich, I pay fifteen hundred just for the jeans, yeah
Oh my God, I put some M’s up in my Chase
All that debt just got erased
Get the fuck out of my face, ayy ayy
I might go cop a McLaren, ayy
Just to go run me some errands, ayy
Bitch, why the fuck is you starin’? Ayy
Bitch, why the fuck is you starin'?
Green green wasabi, ayy
Green green wasabi, yeah
All this gold on my body, ayy
Twenty hoes in my lobby, yeah
Pullin' up in them cities, uhh
Only hunnids and fifties, yeah
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Green green wasabi, ayy
Green green wasabi, ayy
Twenty hoes in my lobby, yeah
All this gold on my body, ayy
Pullin' up in them cities, yeah
Only hunnids and fifties, yeah
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Ayy, all of our money be blue
All of our bitches be bad, damn
Why they be stealin' this swag?
I don't know, really, I don't mean to brag
So sad, couldn't choose, so I had to pop both tags
When I walk up in the store, fill up the whole bag
Had a whole lot of money in a throw bag
Lamborghini pull up in the front, we gotta go fast, yeah
Camera, flashin' lights, action paparazzi causing havoc
Can't imagine goin' back to strugglin', redefining fashion
I was broke, now I got some bands, yeah
Make it rain, do the Shmoney Dance, huh?
Take a vid and put it on the 'Gram, whoa
I be around the world, 'cause I'm Global Dan, ayy
Nut and I'm off, like it's Nesquik
Then I move on to my next bitch, ah
I dip it right through the exit
Fuck around and this shit can get hectic
Do the worm, like it’s Scotty 2 Hotty
I was chilling with a couple of thotties
It was me and G and Will in the lobby
Nose burning like we sniffin' wasabi
Green green wasabi, ayy
Green green wasabi, yeah
All this gold on my body, ayy
Twenty hoes in my lobby, yeah
Pullin' up in them cities, uhh
Only hunnids and fifties, yeah
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Green green wasabi, ayy
Green green wasabi, ayy
Twenty hoes in my lobby, yeah
All this gold on my body, ayy
Pullin' up in them cities, yeah
Only hunnids and fifties, yeah
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Only hunnids and fifties, please
Written by: Daniel McManus, Gerald Gillum, Matthew Whitney
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