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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Duke
Duke
Vocals
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martinez Arnold
Martinez Arnold
Songwriter
Donte' smith
Donte' smith
Songwriter
Benjamin Calame
Benjamin Calame
Songwriter
Charles Driggers
Charles Driggers
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
Mathieu Brunet
Mathieu Brunet
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Dottin
Michael Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Larry Anthony
Larry Anthony
Mastering Engineer
Brickz
Brickz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I been tourin', can't get to me
They can't get to me
[Verse 2]
They can't get to me because I'm up right now
They can't get to me because I'm up
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pirate
We been on the jets, we flyin' private
I just touched down in LA today in New York tomorrow
Then I gotta go to Texas, I'll be back tomorrow
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar
Count up them blue hunnids, we ain't got no money problems
[Verse 3]
I'm tryna stack up and get it, I went some rags to riches
I blow the bag in Lennox, I heard your Jag was rented
I know you're mad, admit it, jump in that Lam' and hit it
When I put that shit on I be drippin', I fuck the baddest bitches
Bend that shit over, let me hit from the back
She gave some good head, I'ma send her Saks
Bitch, I'ma dog and I'm killin' a cat
And I'ma slime, bitch, you better free Yak
You **** don't talk, boy you better relax
I make a call, get you beat with a bat
Get shit poppin', the top of the net
I got the cheese and you **** is whack
[Verse 4]
They can't get to me because I'm up right now
They can't get to me because I'm up
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pirate
We been on the jets, we flyin' private
I just touched down in LA today in New York tomorrow
Then I gotta go to Texas, I'll be back tomorrow
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar
Count up them blue hunnids, we ain't got no money problems
[Verse 5]
And I left the hood broke, came back in a Murcielago
I might fuck on your daughter,  I used to ride on MARTA
Bitch know I'ma player, I couch the team like Coach Carter
She tried to take me to Maury, no, bitch, I'm not the father
All of these bitches, they know that we get it
Takin' them private flights into the city
The shit that they doin' we already did it
Never been losin', we already winnin'
Coupe fully loaded, it's already tinted
Pulled out the lot, left the top with the dealer
I'm not a rapper, bitch, I am a dealer
They can't get to me because I'm in the middle
[Verse 6]
They can't get to me because I'm up right now
They can't get to me because I'm up
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pirate
We been on the jets, we flyin' private
I just touched down in LA today in New York tomorrow
Then I gotta go to Texas, I'll be back tomorrow
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar
Count up them blue hunnids, we ain't got no money problems
[Verse 7]
We ain't got no money problems
We ain't got no money problems
I told 'em put me in the game coach, I'm a starter
And if she actin' like she need me I'ma starve her
Remember days ridin' on MARTA
Now we flyin' private jets to different cities
And I keep a bad bitch with me
Two chains everywhere like titty, I done growed up
Bad bitches askin' where that weed, it's time to roll up
[Verse 8]
They can't get to me because I'm up right now
They can't get to me because I'm up
Flyer than a motherfuckin' pirate
We been on the jets, we flyin' private
I just touched down in LA today in New York tomorrow
Then I gotta go to Texas, I'll be back tomorrow
Ever since I was a youngin' I been chasin' every dollar
Count up them blue hunnids, we ain't got no money problems
Written by: Donte' smith, Lil Baby, Martinez Arnold
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