Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NAV
Vocals
Wheezy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
AMIR ESMAILIAN
Songwriter
Sugarray Henry
Songwriter
Wesley “Wheezy” Tyler Glass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wheezy
Producer
Pro Logic
Mixing Engineer
Rodrigo Barahona
Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Wheezy outta here)
[Verse 2]
I run the building, no Slater or Zack
Never relaxed, diamonds always attack
Book me a jet and I fly all the pack
Got bitches on lock, Orange is the New Black
Wotherspoons on me, I feel like a hippy
I stay on my toes, but I don't gotta tippy (No)
Riding on Vossen, my tires are lippy
I walk into Magic and order a fifty
This is a presi', no, this ain't no Swiss watch
Riding my cock like she dancin' for TikTok
Smoking on gas, I got zaza in ziplocks
Found a new plug, told the old one to kick rocks
Backwoods and cream my aroma (Cream)
From the streets where I got my diploma (Streets)
Fell asleep while I was rolling on Xans and I feel like I came out a coma (Whoa)
If she tell me that she riding for me then I know she gon' do what I told her (Whatever)
Itty bitty little ice on your neck, but I know that my necklace colder (Ice)
Keep me good relations, I know me some Haitians
I gotta problem call my Zoe's up (Sak pase)
Never emotional, keep a straight face, when I'm playing my cards I won't fold up (No way, let's go)
[Verse 3]
Got a lil' ho put the pussy on Backpage, getting to the cheese like cottage (Cottage)
She gotta lil' profile, told her, "Send the address," blow the whole thing of narcotics
Keep the bags like badges in NBA 2K 'cause I upgrade my balling (Balling, swish)
Whole clique looking like dried out toothpaste, everybody staying solid (Real)
Getting my Ws, can't take a loss, I gotta proceed with caution (Caution)
Everybody know me at the bank 'cause I always be walking in making deposits (Deposits)
I was down bad, eating chicken on Tuesday, same time Pluto made Honest (Honest)
Fucking up a check, spent a hundred on a Monday and I was being modest (Modest)
[Verse 4]
Got Gucci socks like they Nikes (No cap)
If you see me with her and she get quality time, you know she getting pipey (Yes, sir)
Imagine I try to please all of the people that tell me that they do not like me (Fuck 'em)
I got some big stones inside my ring, turn on the lights just like boxers, they fighting
Everyone count on me, I bring the drugs, I'm the life of the party (Yeah, yeah)
Feel like a playboy, on my birthday, I got a skeleton Carti (Yeah, yeah)
Unlimited credit, catch me on a off day, I still keep a ten everywhere that I go
Money come steady, I gotta stay ready, avoiding the headache, I stay on my toes (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Never showing weakness (Weakness)
Spend a lot of nights sleepless (No sleep)
Wish that my problems will go away
Told that lil' ho I don't go on dates
They watching my chain and this shit getting tizzy
Keep it off safety, I told 'em come get it
I got some hitters that's playing they role
Don't play with me go and play with your ho (Let's go)
[Verse 6]
Gotta lil' ho put the pussy on Backpage, getting to the cheese like cottage (Cottage)
She gotta lil' profile, told her, "Send the address," blow the whole thing of narcotics ('Cotics)
Keep the bags like badges in NBA 2K 'cause I upgrade my balling (Balling, swish)
Whole clique looking like dried out toothpaste, everybody staying solid (Real)
Getting my Ws, can't take a loss, I gotta proceed with caution (Caution)
Everybody know me at the bank 'cause I always be walking in making deposits (Deposits)
I was down bad, eating chicken on Tuesday, same time Pluto made Honest (Honest)
Fucking up a check, spent a hundred on a Monday and I was being modest (Modest)
Written by: Navraj Goraya, Wesley Tyler Glass, Amir Esmailian, Sugarray Henry