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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Young Nudy
Young Nudy
Vocals
Chase Rose
Chase Rose
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Chase Rose
Chase Rose
Songwriter
Quantavious T. Thomas
Quantavious T. Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Chase Rose
Chase Rose
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yep yep yep (Uh-huh) yep yep
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep
(Chase, Ocho) (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Yep, yep, yep, yep
[Verse 2]
Cuttin' off my old ho (Old ho)
Catch it, just like Ocho (Ocho)
Loaded, just like Loso (Loso)
Take it out, go loco
Ice made bitches too nice (Too nice)
Bentley coupe like white rice (White rice)
Skrrt, he outta here (Gone)
Seven grand just for the Cartier
Yep, yep, yep
Got bitches like XO (XO)
I’m more dog, no Petco (Petco)
Boomin' just like Metro (Metro)
Hey, hey, your boyfriend a maggot (Maggot)
Probably is a ****
And his outfit tragic (Hah)
Bank roll look like cabbage
Bank roll look like- (Roll)
Bank roll look like cabbage (Oh)
Fuck these hoes, they average
Uh!
[Verse 3]
Aye, I got the Glock in the bag
Aye, I got the Glock with the du-du-du (Uh!)
I got the beam, it's attached (Uh)
Aim at your wig get it snatched (Aye)
[Verse 4]
Mindin' my own business
Flex big time, fitness (Ooh)
Gotta get rid of your witness (Skrrt, skrrt)
Young **** handle my business (Ooh)
Front yard lookin’ like Forza (Forza)
Bad bitch lookin' like Georgia (Ooh)
Hit from the back, she call it torture
I got them hips, hop, scorcher (Bih)
Fuck her one time, now that bitch cannot let go
I'm with K-Preme sparkin' gats at the Safeco
Flip up the phone (Brr), Metro
Suck on my balls (Skeet), Petco
I'm like Capone with a chop
SK with a stock, need me a hundred round
They outta stock (Du-du)
I want your bitch, she just ****
I'ma jump in it head first off the top (Hey)
These **** mad that I'm rich (Fuck 'em)
Fuck them, my bitch is my bitch
My wrist is my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
YSL robe when I go take a piss? (Bee)
Ice in my teeth, when I smile see the glitz (Bee, bee)
I got her pissed off, 21, I don't drink Crystal (Skeet)
I’m 'bout to cut the Bentaygas (Skeet, skeet)
Park VIP at the playoffs (Lil' Boat)
[Verse 5]
Cuttin’ off my old ho (Old ho)
Catch it, just like Ocho (Yeah, Ocho)
Loaded, just like Loso (Mhm)
Take it out, go loco (Yup)
Ice made bitches too nice (Too nice)
Bentley coupe like white rice (White rice)
Skrrt, he outta here (Gone)
Seven grand just for the Cartier (Yep)
Yep, yep, yep
Got bitches like XO (XO)
I'm more dog, no Petco (Petco)
Boomin' just like Metro (Metro)
Hey, hey, your boyfriend a maggot (Maggot)
Probably is a
And his outfit tragic (Ha)
Bankroll look like cabbage (Yuh)
Bankroll look like, roll
Bankroll look like cabbage (Uh)
Fuck these hoes they average
Uh!
[Verse 6]
Aye, I got the Glock in the bag
Aye, I got the Glock with the du-du-du (Uh!)
I got the beam, it's attached, ugh
Aim at your wig get it snatched (Aye)
(Lambo!)
[Verse 7]
Yo, double OG
Big dog, young **** parrot, I eat (Yeah)
All them ****, yeah, behind my back (Humble)
Say the word, you know the **** is wack, wax
All these **** rappin’ wax, wack (Yeah)
All that bullshit you're sayin', wack (Huh?)
You ain't gangsta and you know that's facts (What?)
I'm a real gangster, ****, know that (Yeah)
Shoot a **** straight in the head like a throwback
You know I turn your head 'til you throw back (Bop, bop, baw!)
And I been kickin' shit for a long time
Young **** been gangsta from way back (Yeah)
Takin' shit **** from way back (Way back)
AK-47 for that (For that)
You don't **** wanna go down (Go down)
Yeah, your bitch wanna go down (Yeah)
Bring your bitches to the spot (The spot)
Trap spot, yeah, the block stay hot (Stay hot)
Big Glock, bitch, know it stay hot (Stay hot)
Go two guns deep, that's for Pete (That's for Pete)
Murder gang, bitch that me (Bitch, on Blood)
Double RP, yeah that me (Yeah)
And I'm ridin' double-R (Double-R)
Bet your bitch see the star
[Verse 8]
Cuttin' off my old ho (Old ho)
Catch it, just like Ocho (Ocho)
Loaded, just like Loso (Yeah, yeah)
Take it out, go loco (Yeah)
Ice made bitches too nice (Yeah)
Bentley coupe like white rice (Bentley coupe)
Skrrt, he outta here (Outta here)
Seven grand just for the Cartier
Yep, yep, yep
Got bitches like XO (XO)
I'm more dog, no Petco (Petco)
Boomin' just like Metro (Metro)
Hey, hey, your boyfriend a maggot (Maggot)
Probably is a
Written by: Miles McCollum, Chase Rose, Quantavious Thomas
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