Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
Lil Baby
Vocals
Tay Keith
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Songwriter
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Keith
Producer
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Skywalker Og
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tay Keith, this too hard
Tay Keith, fuck these **** up!
[Verse 2]
I don't got a heart, but fuck it, I'm paid
Lil A beat a body, he fresh out the cage
I'm still the same **** from minimum wage
They tryna keep up, so they stalking my page
They do what I say, they tryna get saved
They line up for me like they copping the J's
I told her, "Get right, start acting your age"
Can't believe you tried it
Bitch, you played
[Verse 3]
Wanted a diamond choker
Soon as our time was over
Bitch, you played
She wanna ride the Rover
Told her her Uber was closer
Bitch, you crazy
She tried to show out in public
I cut the bitch off like it's nothing
Bitch, you played
She must've thought I was stupid
I knew she was fucking my cousin
[Verse 4]
I don't got a cold, I'm sipping on Hi-Tech
A deuce of that yellow, I'm straight out the projects
The first **** played with me he, got shot at
A hunnid something shots flipped the car, that's a car wreck
I really don't need to speaking on this
But fuck it, you know how it be when I get (What)
High off the motherfucking medicals (Up there)
Get in the booth and go Federal (Federal)
They copied my style, I had to go get that (Gimme dat)
Like boy, give me my motherfucking shit back
She wanna chill, but this ain't no kick back
Pass her to my teammate, I assist that
Straight to the jet, then I'm gone (Gone)
Land in a new time zone (Outta there)
All the hoes pressed, **** looking stressed
They can't accept that I'm on
[Verse 5]
I don't got a heart, but fuck it, I'm paid
Lil A beat a body, he fresh out the cage
I'm still the same **** from minimum wage
They tryna keep up, so they stalking my page
They do what I say, they tryna get saved
They line up for me like they copping the J's
I told her, "Get right, start acting your age"
Can't believe you tried it
Bitch, you played
[Verse 6]
Wanted a diamond choker
Soon as our time was over
Bitch, you played
She wanna ride the Rover
Told her her Uber was closer
Bitch, you crazy
She tried to show out in public
I cut the bitch off like it's nothing
Bitch, you played
She must've thought I was stupid
I knew she was fucking my cousin
Bitch, you played
[Verse 7]
She out here wilding
Telling her friends I'm buying and flying her
Bitch, you childish
I never mind 'em, I'm getting mine
I'm one of the flyest, got no stylist
Pop my shit, Rolls truck, my driver
Racks like books, ain't been to no college
VS my teeth, I come through smiling
Brand new Lamb', we come through wilding
Couldn't get it up, now this just shit piling
Everybody drip, turn the hood to a island
Last name Rich, first name not Roddy
That ain't my hit, can't claim that body
That ain't my hoe, damn sure ain't my side bitch
Wish I would take a lil' hoe shopping
Soon as I do it, this foreign'll copy
Still in the hood, I could never get cocky
[Verse 8]
I don't got a heart, but fuck it, I'm paid
Lil A beat a body, he fresh out the cage
I'm still the same **** from minimum wage
They tryna keep up, so they stalking my page
They do what I say, they tryna get saved
They line up for me like they copping the J's
I told her, "Get right, start acting your age"
Can't believe you tried it
Bitch, you played
[Verse 9]
Wanted a diamond choker
Soon as our time was over
Bitch, you played
She wanna ride the Rover
Told her her Uber was closer
Bitch, you crazy
She tried to show out in public
I cut the bitch off like it's nothing
Bitch, you played
She must've thought I was stupid
I knew she was fucking my cousin
Bitch, you played
Written by: Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Demario White, Dominique' Jones
