Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dolph
Vocals
Key Glock
Vocals
Bandplay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Songwriter
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Producer
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Let the BandPlay)
[Verse 2]
Told my teacher "Dumb bitch
I'm gonna get millions" (Watch this)
In the projects livin' (Damn)
Spoke it till existence (Voilà)
I'm from where you can't trust a soul, welcome to my city (Memphis)
Smokin' Skittles, eatin' M&Ms, my yoppa hold fifty (Hey)
Cutthroat committee (Yeah)
O-Dog, Menace (II Society)
More change than 50 (What up?)
Got more cars than Diddy (On God)
I only weigh one-eighty
But my watch cost two-fifty (A quarter)
Cutthroat committee (Soldier)
Cutthroat committee (Slime)
[Verse 3]
They say you can't do that, I said "Okay, ****, watch this"
Now I pull up in a Lambo just to smoke and pop shit
Watched Roots last night, it got me on some Pac shit
Grandma tried to raise me right, but I got on some hot shit (Damn)
My real **** with me, I don't owe the block shit (Fuck 'em)
It was all fun and games when they had not shit (Fuck 'em)
Now all them rocks in his watch, he on some rock shit (It's the rock)
I think I'm mixed with Japanese 'cause we keep chopsticks (Woo)
Remember being broke and hungry, only thing change (What?)
Yeah, I'm still hungry, but a **** rich (Yeah)
They hate you to death and fake-love when you die (Ball)
Damn, life a bitch (Ball) (It's Dolph)
[Verse 4]
Told my teacher "Dumb bitch
I'm gonna get millions" (Watch this)
In the projects livin' (Damn)
Spoke it till existence (Voilà)
I'm from where you can't trust a soul, welcome to my city (Memphis)
Smokin' Skittles, eatin' M&Ms, my yoppa hold fifty (Hey)
Cutthroat committee (Yeah)
O-Dog, Menace (II Society)
More change than 50 (What up?)
Got more cars than Diddy (On God)
I only weigh one-eighty
But my watch cost two-fifty (A quarter)
Cutthroat committee (Soldier)
Cutthroat committee (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Cutthroat committee, everybody totin' extentions, yeah
Slidin' through the city, and I got them semis with me, yeah (Skrrt)
When it come to paper, baby, you know we get plenty, yeah
You know we get plenty paper, bitch, you know the business
Long bread like a Philly, I get cheese, bitch, you feel me? Uh
All 'em bitches feel me, couple **** wanna kill me (What?)
Let that choppa hit him, he gon' slide like he got heelies, yeah
Monkey ass ****, carbon wheel, banana split 'em
Yeah, ya already know that we on go (On go)
Yeah, I told you once before, we cutthroat (Cutthroat)
We don't stab backs, no, that ain't how we roll (That ain't how we roll)
Yeah, bitch, I have been gettin' dough
In the class, I had
[Verse 6]
Told my teacher "Dumb bitch
I'm gonna get millions" (Watch this)
In the projects, livin' (Projects)
Spoke it till existence (Voilà)
I'm from where you can't trust a soul, welcome to my city (Memphis)
Smokin' Skittles, eatin' M&Ms, my yoppa hold fifty (Hey)
Cutthroat committee (Yeah)
O-Dog, Menace (II Society)
More change than 50 (What up?)
Got more cars than Diddy (On God)
I only weigh one-eighty
But my watch cost two-fifty (A quarter)
Cutthroat committee (Soldier)
Cutthroat committee (Slim)
Written by: Adolph Thornton Jr., Markeyvius Cathey
