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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich The Kid
Vocals
James Writer
Programming
Jonathan Pierce
Programming
Joshua Portillo
Programming
Aaron Michael Vigil
Programming
KYLE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Writer
Songwriter
Jonathan Pierce
Songwriter
Joshua Portillo
Songwriter
Aaron Michael Vigil
Songwriter
Kristopher Campbell
Songwriter
Dimitri Roger
Songwriter
Kyle Harvey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Writer
Producer
Joshua Portillo
Producer
Aaron Michael Vigil
Producer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
The Drums
Producer
Derek "Mixed By Ali" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Jonathon Andrew Pierce
Producer
Ya Boy N.O.I.S.
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Let's get it
Yes (Yes)
Shawty know she fuckin' with the best (Shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (Woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo
Yes (Yes)
I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (On my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (Big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (Woo, woo, woo)
Let's get it (Woo)
Yes (Yes)
I keep racks on me, no, I ain't stressed (No, I ain't stressed)
A hunnid for a show, don't do no less (Hunnid, less)
Pull up on the jet, now she impressed (Woo, woo, woo, Rich)
Damn, yeah
Shawty know she fuckin' with the man
Yeah, she callin' me like she ain't got no friends (No friends)
Yeah, they sleep on me, they ought to name me Xans
Skrrt, skrrt (Wake up, baby)
Yeah
Damn (Damn)
Yesterday, the Bentley truck, today, the Lamb' (Today, the Lamb')
How to fuck they block a bitch like she was spam? (Like she was spam, woo, woo)
I done took my bitch to Bali for a tan (Woo, woo, woo)
Bitch, I'm rich, I'm walkin' 'round with lot of cash
Get money all day
Even on my off day
Yo' girl in good hands
My crib like All State
Them boys on child's play
I'm who you call, bae
Tryna get lit, hoe
Treat Monday like a Friday
Yes (Yes)
Shawty know she fuckin' with the best (Shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (Woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo
Yes (Yes)
I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (On my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (Big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (Woo, woo, woo)
Let's get it
My money blue (Blue)
No cappin' in my rappin', this shit true (This shit true)
You hatin' on a nigga, that ain't cool (That ain't cool)
The way I hit it from the back, I make that bitch say, "Ooh" (Ooh, ooh)
(Let's get it)
Damn
I'm so entertainin'
Your bitch wanna date me
Got so many hoes, I'm surprised I don't have a baby
Shawty think I'm wavy
I'm like fuck you, pay me
If we talkin' racks, you know I get that on the daily (Racks)
They be talkin' crazy (Woo)
Niggas think they Jay-Z (Woo)
Swear they bitch Beyoncé but she look like my auntie (Sorry)
Why these niggas cappin'?
I don't know, that shit beyond me
All that fuckin' jewelry on, it ain't hard to find me
Yes (Yes)
Shawty know she fuckin' with the best (Shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (Woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo
Yes (Yes)
I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (On my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (Big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (Woo, woo, woo)
Let's get it (Woo)
Look, down, down, baby
Oh, she goin' crazy
Sweet, sweet baby
Damn, she never let me go
Down, down, baby
Oh, these bitches shady
Boom, boom, baby
You just like every hoe
Writer(s): Kristopher Campbell, Jonathan Andrew Pierce, Kyle Harvey, Joshua Portillo, Dimitri Roger, Christopher Terrell-fumbanks, Aaron Michael Vigil
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