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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Vocals
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Vocals
Buddah Bless
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Tyron Buddah Douglas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buddah Bless
Producer
Daryl McPherson
Recording Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dotcom" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They say the **** that don't talk much
Is that **** that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first
No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups
[Verse 2]
We on top, ain't no runner up
Come on our side, tap and chalk up
Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money
I'm just tryna fill my vault up
[Verse 3]
Don't ask me no questions in no more interviews
'Cause I don't really like to talk much
Not that I don't know how to speak
It's just you ain't paying me enough to talk much
[Verse 4]
Not paying attention to tweets
'Cause if I look at 'em, I'll wanna off something
On Instagram flexing Philipe
Like you the first, but I been bought one
[Verse 5]
Ain't posting no drank on the internet
But I be drinking codeine when that drought come
She told me she from Puerto Rico
But after that head, I asked where that mouth from
[Verse 6]
I knew that I was the outcome
Ask me where I get my style from
Sherbet cooking in the wild room
China plug out in Taiwan
[Verse 7]
No side where I come from
Cuban link on top of tennis bracelet
Another cuban link, that's on the right arm
My **** don't do no talking
They eyeing them **** to see what they on
[Verse 8]
With fashion I'm wilding, must have a stylist
Way that I put that shit on
Pull up I'm dropping the top on a don
[Verse 9]
Wrist glist', bitch, need a fix
Paranoid, watching cameras
Take a shit with my stick
[Verse 10]
Off the jet to my shows, back on jets with your bitch
She get wet out them clothes
Give her dick and that's it
[Verse 11]
They say the **** that don't talk much
Is that **** that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first
No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups
[Verse 12]
We on top, ain't no runner up
Come on our side, tap and chalk up
Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money
I'm just tryna fill my vault up
[Verse 13]
I make a hunnid thousand on an accident
Pushing weight, my pockets masculine
Ain't no **** running up and snatching shit
I was hoping not to have to whack a bitch
[Verse 14]
I just paid five hunnid K for the whip
I just paid one hunnid K for the wrist
Clarity, wedding band rings on my fist
It's a charity, giving out dick to your bitch
[Verse 15]
Bigger faces got me dripping lately
The chopper working what's the bitch-uation?
Mansion gated, gang affiliated
Trapping the bomb I had detonated
[Verse 16]
I stand int hat pot, make it incubated
Bought a plain watch, I didn't want the glacier
Hop on that jet, Gucci aviators
Three hunnid deep, ain't no gladiators
[Verse 17]
Got a big bank in my vault
Sharp shooters on the top of the roof
It's a hole in one, ****, like golf
**** out here throwing salt
[Verse 18]
I let the money go talk
I'm rich, you can see what I bought
I'm on Saturn, I'm sipping on cough
Cook the batter then send the work off
[Verse 19]
They say the **** that don't talk much
Is that **** that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first
No more drive-bys, we do walk-ups
[Verse 20]
We on top, ain't no runner up
Come on our side, tap and chalk up
Look like I just robbed the bank, all this money
I'm just tryna fill my vault up
Written by: Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Writer Unknown