Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tropico
Performer
Rich The Kid
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CZ Beatz
Producer
Soundchack
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
We get a check and go crazy
Ballin', no Tracy McGrady
Still got that ack in my cup, and I'm faded
On my mama, ****, I cannot fake it
50-pointer diamonds all on my bracelet
White presidents, my pockets, they racist
They ain't tryna get the money, I take it
Tell 'em, "Put me on the rules, I break it"
[Refrain]
Way too many times, **** really thought we lost it
We dropping a bag up in the store, we do it often
We gettin' money, they mad
Hop in the Range, hop in the Range, my bitch is foreign
We was down soon, and we all four tryin' to be ballin'
[Verse 1]
Yeah, never been the same ever since we turned up
Told they're tryna burn us, and ****, I ain't able to burn up
I got two phones, one for the trap and the hoes
Sorry, I ain't never lettin' go
'Cause you know how that go
Trap, trap
[Chorus]
We get a check and go crazy
Ballin', no Tracy McGrady
Still got that ack in my cup, and I'm faded
On my mama, ****, I cannot fake it
50-pointer diamonds all on my bracelet
White presidents, my pockets, they racist
They ain't tryna get the money, I take it
Tell 'em, "Put me on the rules, I break it"
[Chorus]
We get a check and go crazy
Ballin', no Tracy McGrady
Still got that ack in my cup, and I'm faded
On my mama, ****, I cannot fake it
50-pointer diamonds all on my bracelet
White presidents, my pockets, they racist
They ain't tryna get the money, I take it
Tell 'em, "Put me on the rules, I break it"
[Verse 2]
Your bitch is boring
She say that I'm foul, but I be scoring
Baby, can I hit it in the mornin'?
I'ma make a show like I'm performin'
I spend like three hunnid on a Lamb' truck
In the club, got a mad tuck
Hope a **** don't act up
Triple bullets make him back up
Bitch bad, but her titties, she fake it
Walk around the house pretty and naked
Mama always told me, "Life was for making"
Got two hunnid for the show, I'ma take it
[Chorus]
We get a check and go crazy
Ballin', no Tracy McGrady
Still got that ack in my cup, and I'm faded
On my mama, ****, I cannot fake it
50-pointer diamonds all on my bracelet
White presidents, my pockets, they racist
They ain't tryna get the money, I take it
Tell 'em, "Put me on the rules, I break it"
[Refrain]
Way too many times, **** really thought we lost it
We dropping a bag up in the store, we do it often
We gettin' money, they mad
Hop in the Range, hop in the Range, my bitch is foreign
We was down soon, and we all four tryin' to be ballin'
Written by: "Printz Board - Candy Dulfer - Mario ""Tex"" James"
