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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shaboozey
Shaboozey
Vocals
Bobby Raps
Bobby Raps
Programming
Justin Esposito
Justin Esposito
Bass
Brandon Hollemon
Brandon Hollemon
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Esposito
Justin Esposito
Songwriter
Brandon Hollemon
Brandon Hollemon
Songwriter
Robert Richardson
Robert Richardson
Songwriter
Collins Obinna Chibueze
Collins Obinna Chibueze
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bobby Raps
Bobby Raps
Producer
kyle vandekerkoff
kyle vandekerkoff
Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ben Milchev
Ben Milchev
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Golden child
Don't waste your spark
Golden child
Don't change your heart
Golden child
Don't waste your spark
Golden child
Don't change your heart
[Verse 2]
Alright, okay, look, damn
Till I hold a million, I ain't tryna hold your hand
I think I'm claustrophobic, I don't want too many friends
I get 20K a show, then I make it bend
I, I need them hunnids blue and my shawty red
My new girl, she so fly, she rock with me, no talking hands
I don't wanna talk unless we talkin' 'bout some bread
I remember when I couldn't keep my family fed
Now my mama don't fly coach no more, it's only private jets
[Verse 3]
Said, I'm coming back, they like, "Really? Where you been?"
Used to have a budget, now I'm running up the M's
Balenciaga sneakers, don't keep track of what I spend
I hope that all this money keep me happy in the end
Said, I'm coming back, they like, "Really? Where you been?"
Used to have a budget, now I'm running up the M's
Balenciaga sneakers, don't keep track of what I spend
I hope that all this money keep me happy in the end
[Verse 4]
Hey, you saw me doin' me right now, so, baby, don't pretend
I'm speedin' down the freeway, goin' one hundred and ten
I let the 5-0 see me, and my windows got no tint
Your girl in a bikini by the pool, she 'bout to swim
I feel like a genie how I grant her every wish
I take her to Soho House and get her favorite dish
Throw some diamonds, man, those icicles, they frozen on my wrist
This party invite-only, there's no way you're getting in
[Verse 5]
I admit, shawty thick
She brought a friend, juice and gin
The party kicked, plot twist
It's a twin, it's super lit
[Verse 6]
Said, I'm coming back, they like, "Really? Where you been?"
Used to have a budget, now I'm running up the M's
Balenciaga sneakers, don't keep track of what I spend
I hope that all this money keep me happy in the end
Said, I'm coming back, they like, "Really? Where you been?"
Used to have a budget, now I'm running up the M's
Balenciaga sneakers, don't keep track of what I spend
I hope that all this money keep me happy in the end
Written by: Brandon Hollemon, Collins Obinna Chibueze, Justin Esposito, Robert Richardson
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