Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tinashe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Altariq Crapps
Songwriter
Brian Bates
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Darryl Clemons
Songwriter
Jaucquez Lowe
Songwriter
Joshua Samuel
Songwriter
Kevin Andre Price
Songwriter
Lorenzo Chatmon
Songwriter
Mayila Jones
Songwriter
Quinton Lamar Cook
Songwriter
Timothy Wells
Songwriter
Tinashe Kachingwe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitmaka
Producer
Turn Me Up Josh
Producer
Go Grizzly
Producer
Musik MajorX
Producer
Pooh Beatz
Producer
Tariq Beats
Producer
Lyrics
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It's a cash race, you in last place
Get my first name with your last name, uh
Fendi bag, ey
Birkin bag, ey
Paper tag, ey
Brand new jacket
Might just push a button, automatic start
My roof got the stars, I pull up with ya broad
Fifty point my diamond, you niggas too flaw hey
Ima buy the mall when I land tomorrow
Sheesh, new fashion
RIP your last bitch
I make ya look fantastic
You will never leave, this shit classic
Brand new coupe, missing roof, got em all shook
Ex calling, hit decline, damn I had to do it
Blah blah witty woo. cut all that noise
Got so many enemies, it ain't my fault now yeah
It's a cash race, you in last place
Get my first name with your last name, uh
Fendi bag, ey
Birkin bag, ey
Paper tag, ey
Brand new jacket
Might just push a button, automatic start
My roof got the stars, I pull up with ya broad
Fifty point my diamond, you niggas too flaw hey
Ima buy the mall when I land tomorrow
I been playing favorites why they on the same shit
Got em feeling seasick, I been super wavy
Niggas hit me daily you know I don't say shit
Still got
Still got all eyes on me
I been playing favorites why they on the same shit
Got em feeling seasick, I been super wavy
Niggas hit me daily you know I don't say shit
Still got
Still got all eyes on me
Look at they faces
They know that I'm more than amazing
I know I'm the shit I'm sure I'm the shit
Cause most of these bitches is basic
I can't be content or complacent
Still sing but I flip shit
Chun lee when I kick shit
Bun b on my pimp shit
Come for the bag
Couple bands in my Prada bag
Making moves I ain't gotta brag
What I need I ain't gotta ask
I ain't caught up in this or that
No fantasies I be spitting facts
Still making hits back to back to back to back to back to back
I been playing favorites why they on the same shit
Got em feeling seasick, I been super wavy
Niggas hit me daily you know I don't say shit
Still got
Still got all eyes on me
I been playing favorites why they on the same shit
Got em feeling seasick, I been super wavy
Niggas hit me daily you know I don't say shit
Still got
Still got all eyes on me
I'm the plug better hit me up
Hit me up
Out this world better beam me up
Beam me up
Pass it pass it pass it to the homie ya
Seen you looking at it like you own it, ya
I been looking rich in my videos
That's cause i been getting rich can you feel me tho?
Everybody acting like they know me ya
Try to get a picture at the show ya ya
I been playing favorites why they on the same shit
Got em feeling seasick, I been super wavy
Niggas hit me daily you know I don't say shit
Still got
Still got all eyes on me
I been playing favorites why they on the same shit
Got em feeling seasick, I been super wavy
Niggas hit me daily you know I don't say shit
Still got
Still got all eyes on me
Writer(s): Tinashe K. Kachingwe, Kevin Andre Price, Christian Ward, Timothy Wells, Altariq Crapps, Brian Bates, Jordan Holt-may, Mayila Caiemi Marie Jones, Lorenzo Chatmon, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons, Quinton Lamar Cook, Joshua Samuel, Jaucquez Lowe
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