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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Performer
Saweetie
Saweetie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corbett
Corbett
Composer
Chauncey Hollis
Chauncey Hollis
Composer
Diamonté Harper
Diamonté Harper
Composer
Gino Borri
Gino Borri
Composer
Aleicia Gibson
Aleicia Gibson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Producer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Dustin James Corbett
Dustin James Corbett
Co-Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hit-Boy
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I just ran a check up on myself
Some days I just have to check up on myself (Yeah I do)
I'm so icy, got that GG on my belt (GG)
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
Lost a lot but I came out with no L's
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
And a bitch fine as hell from my head down to my nails
My man trippin' 'cause I got another cell
He still buy me YSL, I could get it by myself
Fuck these ****, I could get it by myself
I could, I could, I could get it by myself
Fuck these ****, I could get it by myself
I'm get it by myself, yeah
[Verse 3]
Fell like Ginger from Casino (Yeah)
Aces up my sleeve though
Right before I leave, ice that **** like I'm Dino
Think I'm part Italian, blame that shit on Gino
Snowflake my medallion, the skin on cappuccino
I don't kiss and tell, keep your distance from myself
Fettuccini with the snails in a 5-star hotel
And I wish these bitches well when they wish for me to fail
I might donate petty bills, they can't get it by they self (Bitch)
[Verse 4]
That's why I treat my men good, but not too good
I give them too much then they don't need me
I give them just enough
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I just ran a check up on myself
Some days I just have to check up on myself (Yeah I do)
I'm so icy, got that GG on my belt (GG)
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
Lost a lot but I came out with no L's
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
And a bitch fine as hell from my head down to my nails
My man trippin' 'cause I got another cell
He still buy me YSL, I could get it by myself
Fuck these ****, I could get it by myself
I could, I could, I could get it by myself
Fuck these ****, I could get it by myself
I'm get it by myself, yeah
[Verse 6]
I'ma get it either way, I don't even gotta say
What I want, when I want, they just put it on my plate
I could get it right away, take you through my day-to-day
Wake and pray, male that play
Guess I'm good, check out my place
There's some hoes on the way 'cause my bros on the way
I got stones on my gold, I got loads in my safe
Had a seven-figure summer so I'm putting on some weight
Said a bitch getting thick, so I put it on display (Pop)
[Verse 7]
See how it is around here, I make a joke, everybody laughs
I know I'm funny, but I'm not that funny
[Verse 8]
Yeah, I just ran a check up on myself
Some days I just have to check up on myself (Yeah I do)
I'm so icy, got that GG on my belt (GG)
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
Lost a lot but I came out with no L's
Thank the Lord for my people and my health
And a bitch fine as hell from my head down to my nails
My man trippin' 'cause I got another cell
He still buy me YSL, I could get it by myself
Fuck these ****, I could get it by myself
I could, I could, I could get it by myself
Fuck these ****, I could get it by myself
I'm get it by myself, yeah
[Verse 9]
This look like a man who was given an empire?
No, I fucking built it, okay
So don't walk in here with your fucking smug face, okay
And tell me how to run my my fucking corner
Fuck you, fuck your mother, get the fuck outta here
Written by: Aleicia Gibson, Chauncey Hollis, Diamonté Harper, Dustin James Corbett, Gino Borri
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