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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Birdman
Performer
Juvenile
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terius Gray
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Composer
Daniel Lebrun
Composer
Damas Petit
Composer
Yves Lafontant
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DRok
Producer
Super Earz
Producer
Fareed “Rip” Salamah
Mixing Engineer
Hershey Blakk
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Bitch!)
Bitch
Nino
Look
(D-Rock, D-Rock, D-Rock)
[Verse 2]
I pull up in that, yeah
240 on the dash
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
Sonnin' these ****
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
Jag
[Verse 3]
240 on the dash
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
(Bitch!)
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
[Verse 4]
Y'all chase bitches, I chase bags
Shopping up for LIV, Bally slippers for the swag
And I just got a new crib, yes, I was thuggin'
Had to get it how I live
Me and my cousin had to write our own scripts
So we went to hustlin'
We was smart when we was buyin' cars
Stayed in our budget
Can't do nothin' from behind bars
Nothing but suffering
I know criminals in all the wards
And I don't judge 'em
MVP, I'm on some James Harden shit
And fuck a nine-to-five, I'm on some money-ployed shit
You got your money in your bag, bitch, I need a forklift
I ain't good with falling off, I'm tryna make the Forbes list, ay
[Verse 5]
I pull up in that, yeah
240 on the dash
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
Sonnin' these ****
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
[Verse 6]
240 on the dash
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
(Bitch!)
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
[Verse 7]
Two-fifty on the whip, a hundred on the tag
That Gucci with the cash, 200 on the dash
Bad foreign bitch with the curves and all
She love a real ****, shot-call and ball
See, my bloods been poppin' from my neck of the woods
And then we came up ice rockin', put the candy on wood
Put the stuntin' in full, it's all gravy and good
Put potatoes on the nine, ****, fuck 'em we do it
Shine is a must, the people we duck
We chalk a **** down while we standin' 'em up
I'm just a Third Ward ****, big money I make
We come from the bottom, **** survive and make it
[Verse 8]
I pull up in that, yeah
240 on the dash
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
Sonnin' these ****
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
[Verse 9]
240 on the dash
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
(Bitch!)
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
[Verse 10]
Had to learn my own craft, I was on the wrong path
I was out here livin' dirty till I took a long bath
I done got my shit together, now I got my own staff
'Bout to fuck my right-hand man up 'cause that **** want half
He see me in my new fit, this shit here, they sniffin' it
This make them bad bitches get close like they kin to me
G code in my bones, ain't no fuckboy in my tones
And I always keep tools with me in case anything go wrong
These boys and these ****, they gon' talk shit when I'm gone
Three bitches who fuck with me gon' text message my phone (Bitch!)
They wanna knock me off my throne
Try, try, try, but they can't take me out of my zone
[Verse 11]
I pull up in that, yeah
240 on the dash (Yeah)
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
Sonnnin' these ****
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
(No lie)
240 on the dash
Smart ****, I could make a treasure out of trash
(Bitch!)
They respect me like a dad
Just another gangsta, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag
[Verse 12]
Original Hot Boyz shit
Ya heard me? Solid like a rock
Yeah, stand tall and don't fall
Chopper with the sticks, bananas
Written by: Terius Gray, Bryan Williams, Daniel Lebrun, Damas Petit, Yves Lafontant