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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu
Vocals
Hogg Booma
Hogg Booma
Vocals
Shad Levi
Shad Levi
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hogg Booma
Hogg Booma
Songwriter
Shad Levi
Shad Levi
Songwriter
Jeremy Biddle
Jeremy Biddle
Songwriter
Gene Jabion Hixon
Gene Jabion Hixon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu
Mixing Engineer
Al'Geno
Al'Geno
Producer
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, she get the money from coast to coast We do whatever that floats your boat Al Geno on the track We get this money from coast to coast We do whatever that floats your boat She got her jeans from Fashion Nova She fuck me good, she crashin' over I got a spot with unlimited cash I got a thot with unlimited ass Load up for the opps, I'm clickin' it fast See you at the top, go get in your bag VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out I'm never lackin', we strapped in the mall now Chopper so big like the leg on a tall guy I fuck with bosses, don't fuck with no small fry I heard you rattin', you talkin' to laws now Nigga don't lie, we saw paper Shoot at the top of your head with a laser Straight out the streets and this what I'm made for You got a body a nigga can love I'm too excited, I'm feelin' in love Drop that ass, I'm pickin' it up I usually never put one in your club Ooh, you got a body a nigga can love (You got that body, yeah, you got that body) Ooh, and we get this money, yeah, we get this We get this money from coast to coast We do whatever that floats your boat She got her jeans from Fashion Nova She fuck me good, she crashin' over I got a spot with unlimited cash I got a thot with unlimited ass Load up for the opps, I'm clickin' it fast See you at the top, go get in your bag VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out My niggas clique and we never gon' fall out I drop a bag on you I show them young niggas how to add it up and then spazzed on 'em Like a car without no wheels, I better not crash on it My bitch wanted it so I bought it, I put some ass on her We don't date or hunt, don't play with us, put a tag on it Can't press pause on the play I'm on the frontline with the backend Turning Oodle cups to a steak They ain't even recognize my accent I'm from Texas, we don't play I rep VMG all day I need a 100K in the safe She got tattoos on her waist That bitch fine, plus she a road runner And she just showed me her bank account And that bitch look like a phone number I ain't on vacation but I been with her this whole summer Oops, I mean this whole winter, feel like do or die 'cause I been poor We get this money from coast to coast We do whatever that floats your boat She got her jeans from Fashion Nova She fuck me good, she crashin' over I got a spot with unlimited cash I got a thot with unlimited ass Load up for the opps, I'm clickin' it fast See you at the top, go get in your bag VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out My niggas clique and we never gon' fall out Wherever I'm headed, she down to ride Lil' baby so gangster, she hold the fire Fuck you in the car, get rid of your pride Ride on that dick on the passenger side She straight out the hood, she know it That money keep comin', I blow it You got it, she comin' for yours Enough ain't enough when it's more, ayy That money be fallin' all over your forehead Never be worried 'cause we got some more bread Fuckin' these bitches today, turn to bowleg Niggas be black and white, they be some goalies I know you can't believe, baby You my lil' angel, please, baby You never changed on me, baby You took pain for me, baby, just the pain Prepared for whatever, money in this shit I wore my heart on my sleeve It's all about money Lil' baby gon' suck on me, she put her heart on the leave I give her that never been given (given) And she done updated to sinnin' And we just took losses together So we done updated to winnin' We get this money from coast to coast We do whatever that floats your boat She got her jeans from Fashion Nova She fuck me good, she crashin' over I got a spot with unlimited cash I got a thot with unlimited ass Load up for the opps, I'm clickin' it fast See you at the top, go get in your bag VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out VMG, bitch, and we never gon' fall out My niggas clique and we never gon' fall out
Writer(s): Writers Unknown, Canei Finch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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