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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Keed
Vocals
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Raqhid Render
Songwriter
Wesley “Wheezy” Tyler Glass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tanner Schmiedl
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Aresh Banaji
Mixing Engineer
FRANKIEONTHEGUITAR
Producer
Holy
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Bloublood
Producer
Anthony 'Dub" Williams
Recording Engineer
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
A.'Bainz' Bains
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood
You **** know how hard, I ain't rushin', I ain't got time
Trippin' 'bout it, I rather take my time
You think what you wanna think, but you don't know me
That's all that matter, figure out the puzzle, put the pieces together
I'm tryna 'bide by, I'm tryna see what my partner, dem want
I already know where I'm goin'
Put so many **** on, I ain't even want a acorn
Go get that money, don't worry 'bout no opp
I got your backbone
Been pure-hearted since I was born, oh
One and done, free a young slime
I just wanna see y'all **** shine
And you know we eatin' that beef right up like fuckin' pork rinds
I get discombobulated, I ain't never ever gotta sell rhyme
I know y'all be rappin' 'bout your life or some shit false
And some shit flawed, and my shit so solid, I won't talk
And so many do ones on me, please throw the ball
And I'm a made ****, I never ever, ever wanna boss
Let the beat breathe, ya
You ain't my breed, nah
Hunnid-fifty on me, how you living?
You slime a **** out, it's slatt business
I'm needing you like a kidney
Yes, I'm pot blessin' Billy
Please don't play with your racks, 'cause we gon' spit like Lil' Dicky
Treat that pussy like grave, I dig it, oh my God
I'm tryna 'bide by, I'm tryna see what my partner, dem want
I already know where I'm goin'
Put so many **** on, I ain't even want a acorn
Go get that money, don't worry 'bout no opp
I got your backbone
Been pure-hearted since I was born, oh
One and done, free a young slime
I just wanna see y'all **** shine
And you know we eatin' that beef right up like fuckin' pork rinds
I get discombobulated, I ain't never ever gotta sell rhyme
Mess up this shit if you want
Probably my **** transform
My bitch, she lovin' my cum
I pull a stick up, I ride with the stick tucked
I keep me a choppa, Sudam
I kilo my ear with my karats
A six and half and they cost a few hun'
I know **** talkin' 'bout what they gon' do when it's cap, cap
I knew to keep my mouth closed since a kid, yeah 'lil rascals
I know to keep a bad girl, and she lovin' my feng-shui
I know ain't talkin' roof, but a **** comin' with all shade
First hundred bands, went crazy
First deal, had a **** shit crazy
Type of money make your man go crazy
****, in my neighborhood I'm Jay-Z
Two time, I fuck 'em both and I ain't ever be lazy
Can still remember my first time, brazy
I sent the jet to take her home back to AZ
I'm tryna 'bide by, I'm tryna see what my partner, dem want
I already know where I'm goin'
Put so many **** on, I ain't even want a acorn
Go get that money, don't worry 'bout no opp
I got your backbone
Been pure-hearted since I was born, oh
One and done, free a young slime
I just wanna see y'all **** shine
And you know we eatin' that beef right up like fuckin' pork rinds
I get discombobulated, I ain't never ever gotta sell rhyme
Written by: Jeffery Lamar Williams, Raqhid Render, Wesley Tyler Glass