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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justin Rarri
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adrian Baez
Composer
Dennys Capellan
Composer
Juan Segundo Lagos-Mendoza
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Rarri
Producer
Pierre Salandy
Mastering Engineer
Dennys Capellan
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hop inna floor two seater
Tell her bring all your friends I need 'em
Becky go for the bro 'cause she a eater
I'ma hit it again then go and feed her
She know that I'm a boss coupe beater
Heard da bricks broke the scale new meter
Now they mad as a fuck 'cause I'on need 'em
Puttin' on for the gang we all conceited
[Verse 2]
2020 she gon' see I'ma ball
7am we might fuck on the floor
100,000 I ain't even on tour
Scooped her in a BMW car
I got more money then your daddy of course
**** thuggin' fuckin' on all ya broad
I been cold hearted **** back from the start
I ain't into making all these friends so get off me
[Verse 3]
I just messed up again countin' all of the guap
In back of the rafe
I got bad bitches, hunnit and 50 round drums they gon' hit out the face
Bitch, I'm rich so we fuckin' inside of a mansion just me and my bae
Bought her new Gucci and Chanel
Disrespect out the mouth I'ma wish 'em well
[Verse 4]
Shawty know I'ma fortune teller diamonds all on my neck look like wishing wells
Tell dat boy I ain't stupid **** keep 'em wrapped in the closet he finna tell
I got too many glocks peeking out of the pocket these **** they see and tell
At the end of the day
I got racks in the safe
I just fucked on a bad bitch
I ain't settling for nobody especially no average
Shorty gon' act like a model, but she from the hood so she know 'bout a ****
Make a little pack turn into figures
Gotta broke **** mad you dont know the feeling
Counting all the bread up with all my ****
[Verse 5]
2020 she gon' see I'ma ball
7am we might fuck on the floor
100,000 I ain't even on tour
Scooped her in a BMW car
I got more money than your daddy of course
**** thuggin' fuckin' on all ya broad
I been cold hearted **** back from the start
I ain't into making all these friends so get off me
[Verse 6]
I just messed up again countin' all of the guap
In back of the rafe
I got bad bitches, hunnit and 50 round drums they gon' hit out the face
Bitch, I'm rich so we fuckin' inside of a mansion just me and my bae
I got a racks **** all up inside of the bank **** fuck what you think
[Verse 7]
Brodie peeping he tweaking my **** gon' shoot at your brain
And the way that I'm breaking her back you gon' think I'm insane
Whole dick inside of her
If I see me a baddy I gotta fuck
That brand new whip got piles of them
All my **** they with it, they down to bust
I'ma go far ****
Drive that shit like a go kart ****
Paint the face like I'm cozart ****
Peep the stars in the rolls royce ****
Fuck 'em all I avoid all ****
They dont know what the fuck I be on
I got the coldest heart
Only me and my **** on god
Fuck what they talking 'cause
[Verse 8]
2020 she gon' see I'ma ball
7am we might fuck on the floor
100,000 I ain't even on tour
Scooped her in a BMW car
I got more money than your daddy of course
**** thuggin' fuckin' on all ya broad
I been cold hearted **** back from the start
I ain't into making all these friends so get off me
[Verse 9]
I just messed up again countin' all of the guap
In back of the rafe
I got bad bitches, hunnit and 50 round drums they gon' hit out the face
Bitch, I'm rich so we fuckin' inside of a mansion just me and my bae
Bought her new Gucii and Chanel
Disrespect out the mouth I'ma wish 'em well
[Verse 10]
At the end of the day
I got racks in the safe
Written by: Adrian Baez, Dennys Capellan, Juan Segundo Lagos-Mendoza