Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ski Mask the Slump God
Vocals
Deko
Programming
OG Parker
Programming
Romano
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stokeley Goulbourne
Songwriter
Grant Decouto
Songwriter
Terence Williams
Songwriter
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Joshua Parker
Songwriter
Tee Romano
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OG Parker
Producer
Deko
Producer
Fresh THPharmacy
Recording Engineer
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Romano
Producer
Lyrics
Haha, ahem, yeah
OG Parker
Hahaha
Mano
Huh, huh, huh (Bitch, water)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo (Wet, flex)
Haha, huh, huh, yeah (Sex, neck)
Lil' bitch (Chain, sauce)
Yup, yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup, okay
'Bout to drop a bomb, Osama bin Laden
Money look like I got Poké Balls in my pocket
Blast off on these niggas, young Team Rocket
Country music star, pull up on her like, "Howdy"
She said, "Wowie," just like Maui (Wow)
Took your bitches out like
A photo when I cropped it (Wow)
Codename: Kids Next Door my glasses
Sauce I spill so proceed with caution
You can get jacked, like a cactus (Yeah)
What is you smoking? Cat piss
I'm at the five, Saks Fifth (Yeah), huh
I plead the five 'cause I am no snitch (Yeah)
After that say hocus pocus
'Cause I then disappear with your bitch, yup (Okay)
You can get jacked, like a cactus (Yeah)
What is you smoking? Cat piss
I'm at the five, Saks Fifth (Yeah), huh
I plead the five 'cause I am no snitch (Yeah)
After that say hocus pocus
'Cause I then disappear with your bitch
(Um, Alakazam), yup
Yeah, yeah, my bitch got a tan (My bitch got a)
She yellow like Xan (She yellow like)
Water diamonds, Aquaman
(Water diamonds, Aqua)
DoodleBob my pants (DoodleBob my pants)
I'ma fuck up these bands, huh
(I'ma fuck up these bands)
Water, beach, to the sands, huh
(Water, beach, to the sands)
Metal on me like can (Metal on me like, yeah)
What these niggas capping for?
Bitch, I don't go back and forth
Nigga might just jack your ho
Glock white like Asher Roth
Actin' hard, we know you soft
Bitch, I don't act hard, I act rich
Gettin' top from a girl with a lisp
In the back of my Bentley (Uh)
Never needed sympathy (Skrrt)
All this gold I own (Yeah)
I could build a chimney (Hoo)
Dissin' online, I do not have the energy (Go)
Drop my top, I'ma roll like Kennedy's
Sippin' on shit, let it stick to the kidneys (Ah)
Dick in her ribs, let it ring like a symphony
Rich young nigga got a whole lot of entities (Hoo)
Nice to the world, still wake up with enemies
Fuckin' dub, ride on a nigga like Ricky (Ricky)
Still got pussy niggas on my dick (Yeah)
Still countin' M's, not lovin' no chick (Yeah)
Still got watches that just won't tick (Yeah)
Hoo, stick on me, John Wick (Uh)
You can get jacked, like a cactus (Yeah)
What is you smoking? Cat piss
I'm at the five, Saks Fifth (Yeah), huh
I plead the five 'cause I am no snitch (Yeah)
After that say hocus pocus
'Cause I then disappear with your bitch, yup (Okay)
You can get jacked, like a cactus (Yeah)
What is you smoking? Cat piss
I'm at the five, Saks Fifth (Yeah), huh
I plead the five 'cause I am no snitch (Yeah)
After that say hocus pocus
'Cause I then disappear with your bitch
(Um, Alakazam), yup
Writer(s): Joshua Parker, Miles Parks Mccollum, Grant Andrew Decouto, Stokeley Goulbourne, Terence Williams
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