Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quavo
Vocals
Meek Mill
Vocals
Dez Wright
Programming
OG Parker
Programming
Tee Romano
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Terence Williams
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Songwriter
Joshua Parker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dez Wright
Producer
OG Parker
Producer
Tee Romano
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
I brought ten racks in this muhfucka (Ten)
Told her break her back in this muhfucka (Hey)
She came wit' her friend, double trouble (Uh)
Yes, sir, she gon' find now another (No, hoo)
I don't know nobody, but the gang, gang (Gang)
Don't do it from the clout, I do it for chain, chains (Cash)
Heard he caught a body then they sang, sang (Sang)
I don't wanna fuck nobody but my main thang (Main)
[Verse 1]
I don't know 'bout you but the Benjis get attached to me (Benjis)
Shoot 'em, if they trollin' cause they after me (Bow!)
All of my **** came with felonies (Gang)
All in Miami on the jet skis
Ah, choppers style, word around town (Choppa)
Man down, too much napping, cracker down now
Ah, told the bitch, put the face down (Ooh)
You don't see nothin' but money on the floor now
Ah, ice cold wit' a bankroll
When you with the Huncho, anything go ('Cho)
I can make a rainbow, whip the thang slow (Whip)
I spin the block, extended pole with the blindfold
[Chorus]
I brought ten racks in this muhfucka (Ten)
Told her break her back in this muhfucka (Hey)
She came with her friend, double trouble (Uh)
Yes, sir, she gon' find now another (No, hoo)
I don't know nobody, but the gang, gang (Gang)
Don't do it from the clout, I do it for chain, chains (Cash)
Heard he caught a body then they sang, sang (Sang)
I don't wanna fuck nobody but my main thang (Main)
[Verse 2]
Fifty-five thousand on my last flight (Real)
I just had a threesome, it was last night (That's real)
I got pussy on pussy like a catfight
All these VVS on my body like a flashlight (Bling, bling)
Yeah, walk in this bitch, fuck it up, leave, valet gon' toss the keys
None of 'em **** ain't talking' ' bout money, tell 'em don't talk to me (Be quiet)
I'm too spoiled to chase that bitch, it's getting hard for me (It is)
Big boy Rolls, hugging the rope, I be like pardon me
G60, it skrrt, uh, live once Sunday church
She gon' fuck, we flirt, uh, more Franklins than Kirk
Mastermind my shirt, yeah, cost a rack
I just caught a body on the thottie, ain't call her back
Drink some water, mind my business, that's just how I'm livin' (Facts)
I woke up, was in my feelings, give my mama millions (Facts)
**** broke, tryna beef, I ain't trying to kill 'em (Nah)
Tell 'em eat, smoke yo dawg just for ridin' with them
[Chorus]
I brought ten racks in this muhfucka (Ten)
Told her break her back in this muhfucka (Hey)
She came with her friend, double trouble (Uh)
Yes, sir, she gon' find now another (No, hoo)
I don't know nobody, but the gang, gang (Gang)
Don't do it from the clout, I do it for chain, chains (Cash)
Heard he caught a body then they sang, sang (Sang)
I don't wanna fuck nobody but my main thang (Main)
Written by: Quavious Marshall, Joshua Parker, Terence Williams, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Dylan Krell