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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jufu
Jufu
Performer
Ricardo "Rix Melody" Georges
Ricardo "Rix Melody" Georges
Keyboards
Julian Tyler Jeanmarie
Julian Tyler Jeanmarie
Background Vocals
Ricardo Lee Georges
Ricardo Lee Georges
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Tyler Jeanmarie
Julian Tyler Jeanmarie
Composer
Matthew Cine
Matthew Cine
Composer
Chad Allen
Chad Allen
Composer
Ricardo Lee Georges
Ricardo Lee Georges
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ricardo "Rix Melody" Georges
Ricardo "Rix Melody" Georges
Producer
Ricardo Lee Georges
Ricardo Lee Georges
Recording Engineer
William Linton
William Linton
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Saw the bag, had to get on my own
Six years in the making, I'm on
First check, I might cop me a home
Up next, now she wanna give dome
Balenciaga, rock it wit the Vlone
Big drip, like some water, my flow
Big stick, but I call it a bone
Lamb truck, now we hitting the road
[Verse 2]
Get the check, then I speed off like, "Skrrt"
Big face, Rollie icy like, "Brr"
I pull up, everybody like, "Yer"
Fendi, Fendi, Fendi all on my shirt
Making way to the bank for a rack
Maserati whip, I paid it in cash
One show, then they pay me a rack
New pole, let it hit, it go, "Gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack"
On the come up, never fall
I'm really coming for 'em all
I could never take a loss
Yuh, ay
[Verse 3]
Two commas, want it all
Eight figures in the vault
Diamonds water like the Voss
They want me to stumble and tumble and fall, man
They don't wanna see me go get that
They thinking theres not enough room for 'em all
So they be like, "Yo, lemme go take that"
The hate and the jealousy killing us all
And the ignorance ain't gonna fix that
So I gotta do by example for all
And pave way for the **** who missed that
[Verse 4]
I'm just
Tryna teach all of these goons and I got 'em all shook
'Cause they don't know how to read books
Edumacated myself
Gotta keep a good look
I got all the shawties on hook
Your girl and my diamonds got something in common, man, look
I got em both dripping, that's love
She wanna leave you for me
How you feeling, that's tough
She said you ain't getting no buzz
[Verse 5]
Saw the bag, had to get on my own
Six years in the making, I'm on
First check, I might cop me a home
Up next, now she wanna give dome
Balenciaga, rock it wit the Vlone
Big drip, like some water, my flow
Big stick, but I call it a bone
Lamb truck now we hitting the road
[Verse 6]
Get the check, then I speed off like, "Skrrt"
Big face, Rollie icy like, "Brr"
I pull up, everybody like, "Yer"
Fendi, Fendi, Fendi all on my shirt
Making way to the bank for a rack
Maserati whip, I paid it in cash
One show, then they pay me a rack
New pole, let it hit, it go, "Gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack"
[Verse 7]
Oh, my gosh, dude! This song is fire, bro!
Like, like, yo, it's like
Like the chicken sandwich fire
Like, know, you know the Popeye's chicken sandwich bro?
You, like, shit's crazy
[Verse 8]
Saw the bag, had to get on my own
Six years in the making, I'm on
First check, I might cop me a home
Up next, now she wanna give dome
Balenciaga, rock it wit the Vlone
Big drip, like some water, my flow
Big stick, but I call it a bone
Lamb truck now we hitting the road
[Verse 9]
Get the check, then I speed off like, "Skrrt"
Big face, Rollie icy like, "Brr"
I pull up, everybody like, "Yer"
Fendi, Fendi, Fendi all on my shirt
Making way to the bank for a rack
Maserati whip, I paid it in cash
One show, then they pay me a rack
New pole, let it hit, it go, "Gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack, gyack"
Written by: Chad Allen, Julian Tyler Jeanmarie, Matthew Cine, Ricardo Lee Georges
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