Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ZaeHD & CEO
Performer
Isaiah Holt & Darrell Baker
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Holt & Darrell Baker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
yvngquan
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ooh, ooh
What? Oh, yeah
(Them hits don't make no sense)
[Verse 2]
Ooh, damn, yeah, them hits don't make no sense
(Don't make no sense)
This ain't Christmas, but we snatchin' like the Grinch
(Like the Grinch)
Startin' five, yeah, you **** on the bench
(You **** on the bench)
My money yards, yeah, your money is a inch
(Is a inch)
[Verse 3]
Damn, ooh, damn, damn, where did time go? (Aight)
(Where did time go?)
You want bread, bitch? I want the whole loaf
(The whole loaf)
And it's winter, let me put on my coat (Brr)
HighDef Gang, it's just me and the bros
[Verse 4]
Uh, all of my **** got stacks (Stacks)
Bend it over, let me tap (Uh)
I don't want that lil' thot (Uh-uh)
And her teeth got gaps (Huh?)
Dollar signs all I see (See)
If it ain't blue, than it's green (Green)
Money counter machine ('Chine)
When it's done, cha-ching (Cha-ching)
[Verse 5]
Like Tisa, bitch, Uber to my dick
(Uber to my dick)
Don't kiss her 'cause it's me on her lips
(On her lips)
So much money in my pocket, got a limp
(Got a limp)
You need a diary 'cause you are a wimp
(You are a wimp)
[Verse 6]
I'ma go all in (All in)
Money stacked like tall timb' (Stack it, stack it)
Between me and you
I'm the boss man (I'm the boss)
I might snatch your bitch (Gimme her)
Without caution
I'm so fresh to death
Throw me in the coffin
[Verse 7]
I got the white like Triple K
Get to a M to spend on a Wraith
Keep up with me, keep up the pace
Not in my feelings, I am not Drake (Not)
She wants the feelings, I want the cake
She Uber to me, I Picasso her face
Stay in the lines, no, I don't trace
Go to the Mars, I feel like I'm laced
Jump out the spot (Jump out the spot)
Like Jack-in-the-box (Like Jack-in-the-box)
I need a loop de loop (Loop)
I need me a knot (I need me a knot)
What I am wearin', you cannot find
It's in stock (You cannot find)
She pressin 'on me, I do not want her
I told her, kick rocks (Get gone)
[Verse 8]
That boy can't breathe
I got a big dresser in my jeans (In my jeans)
I got a big V on my teeth (VLONE)
Allergic to koalas, need to sneeze
Comme des Garçons, heart on my nipple
(On my nipple)
You smokin' on some quiet, my **** smokin' cymbal
Ice around my neck (What's that?)
Icicle (Ooh)
We be goin' up (Where?)
Crescendo (Ay)
[Verse 9]
Bing, bing, bing, bing (Uh)
You can call me Martin Luther King
I had a dream (I had a dream)
If a **** try me, he gon' have to see my team
Tell her bend it over, I'ma beat him, break a spleen
(Spleen, spleen, spleen)
[Verse 10]
We got money, that's a fact (A fact)
All of you **** some rats
Tell her come sit on my lap (Huh?)
You **** still drinkin' that tap
Tap water, slaughter your daughter
(Your daughter)
Need a cut, let me hit up my barber
[Verse 11]
Fuck with me, then you have to move smarter
Pull up in that bald head like I'm Coach Carter
Roll it off, one percent, I need a charger
Please don't call my phone, I don't like to be bothered
Psst, let me let you in on a secret
Ay, ooh
[Verse 12]
Ooh
All in, all in, all in
For you and your friends, ay
Uh, turn up, Tootsie, ay
Wipe me down like Boosie, young Boosie, Boosie
(And for you and your friends)
Uh, aw, yeah, turn up with the check, check (Yeah, yeah)
Neck, neck, uh, yeah, yeah, uh
Written by: Isaiah Holt & Darrell Baker