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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NAV
NAV
Vocals
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
NAV
NAV
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
[Verse 2]
There ain't no looking back I'll never be the same
I'ma spend a cool 200 on a diamond chain
In the strip club till the sun up I'ma make it rain
I'ma all about the money, never wanted fame
They let a brown boy in the game and I'ma fuck it up
Nobody fucking with you, you should know you fucking up
Remember I was feeling down, now things are looking up
My pockets was so empty now them Franklins fill 'em up
Used to have a manager that was a jank
Cash found me I put gas in my Bentley tank
They have body locked up holding on a chain
Now he cash out like he holding up the bank
[Verse 3]
I'm driving foreign whips, spent a hundred on my wrist
I might take your bitch, private flight, take a trip
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
Your bills be stacking up while I'm stacking up my chips
Your bitch on my dick, when she see me, want a flick
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
[Verse 4]
I fucked around and got my bands up
He see X.O. in the club, can't stand us
You better have your stick, can't stab or fight us
My team is solid and they can't divide us
I heard another opp just died, roll one and light up
You say that's your girl, then why she standing beside us?
Smoking so much blunts that I ran out of lighters
Me and mama used to cut the coupons out the flyers
She thought that her man was fly but now I'm flyer
Say he got more money than me, he's a liar
His bitch isn't worth a penny, I could buy her
Doing burnouts in my 'Rari, spend this check on tires
[Verse 5]
I'm driving foreign whips, spent a hundred on my wrist
I might take your bitch, private flight, take a trip
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
Your bills be stacking up while I'm stacking up my chips
Your bitch on my dick, when she see me, want a flick
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
[Verse 6]
I'm driving foreign whips, spent a hundred on my wrist
I might take your bitch, private flight, take a trip
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
Your bills be stacking up while I'm stacking up my chips
Your bitch on my dick, when she see me, want a flick
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
I used to be down, I fucked around and I got rich
Written by: Leland Wayne, Navraj Singh Goraya
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