Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Quay Global
Quay Global
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris N'Quay Rosser
Chris N'Quay Rosser
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quay Global
Quay Global
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Cook that shit up Quay
Ain't been in the studio for like three or four weeks
You know what I'm sayin'
I been caught up in some mo' shit, you dig
Okay, okay, okay, okay
[Verse 2]
Jump off the top rope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F and N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights
I don't do no stoppin'
[Verse 3]
Jump off the top rope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F and N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights
I don't do no stoppin'
[Verse 4]
I used to trap out the stove
I ain't had nowhere to go
I had a pound in my coat
Payin' J's to watch out for the folks
Hit the stick like I'm playin' Madden
Should I do it, **** couldn't imagine
Skippa Da Flippa, young **** havin'
I get the money, I don't do no dabbin'
[Verse 5]
Maison Margiella on Monday
I rock Givenchy on Tuesday
Wednesday I rock Ferragamo
Thursday I'm wearing my Louis'
Friday I come out in Fendi
I got bitches tryna do me
Designered down, I be groovin'
Livin' life like a movie
You can't stand next to me
[Verse 6]
Jump off the top rope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F and N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights
I don't do no stoppin'
[Verse 7]
Jump off the top rope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F and N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights
I don't do no stoppin'
[Verse 8]
Lil' **** but my shirt off
Pull up with the pack and skrrt off
**** softer than a Nerf ball
I ain't never heard of none y'all
[Verse 9]
**** say they really in the skreets
Why I ain't never seen you in the skreet?
Bitch you can go and ask about me
They'll tell you that I'm really in the skreets
I don't give a fuck about making no song
I was standing in the spot
Tryna work my phone
Had to do it on my own
Lil' **** I'm grown
You can hate from afar just watch your tone
Do anything for them racks
I used to sleep with them roaches and rats
They tellin' me I should rap
I'm tryna get off this pack
[Verse 10]
Jump off the top rope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F and N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights
I don't do no stoppin'
[Verse 11]
Jump off the top rope, I'm tryna dive in
Quarter million dollars all on my skin
Tote this F and N like I got license
Fuck stop signs and red lights
I don't do no stoppin'
Written by: Dominique' Jones
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