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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Skies
Lil Skies
Vocals
Slim Pharaoh
Slim Pharaoh
Programming
Minor2Go
Minor2Go
Programming
Drakeo the Ruler
Drakeo the Ruler
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Caldwell
Darrell Caldwell
Songwriter
Kimetrius Foose
Kimetrius Foose
Songwriter
Martin Püschel
Martin Püschel
Songwriter
Matthias Ringleb
Matthias Ringleb
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slim Pharaoh
Slim Pharaoh
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Mixing Engineer
Minor2Go
Minor2Go
Producer
Roy Lenzo
Roy Lenzo
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm Ayy, ayy (Ayy, Slim with the sauce) Ayy, foreign shawty, let's go I get money, spend it with my posse, you know Niggas hatin', don't trust anybody we know I got money, spend it with the gang, we afloat I just cashed out on a new chain, here he go He was talkin' 'bout a new thing, but we know When we see him, it's a boomerang and we know I'ma let the fuckin' chopper swing, hittin' high notes Boomerang, yeah, I was cooking in the trap spot Cops comin' and I hide the crack rock in my sock (Yeah) I ain't goin' for nothing, nigga, had to get the Glock (Pew) And when they runnin', I'ma pop them niggas on the spot (Mhmm) Hahaha, I'm laughing to the bank, I'm gettin' money (Yeah) I was looking at that lil' boy, he is so funny I ain't tweeting shit on the internet, you better confront me (Bitch) If you don't confront me, nigga, I'm gon catch a homi' I got lots of money, lots on jewelry on my mommy (Yeah) Gave her a house, I put her on the hills, she got the money (Oh shit) Niggas hatin' on me, bitches talkin', they so ugly (Ew) I don't want you ugly bitches, get the up fuck off me Ayy, foreign shawty, let's go I get money, spend it with my posse, you know Niggas hatin', don't trust anybody we know I got money, spend it with the gang, we afloat I just cashed out on a new chain, here he go He was talkin' 'bout a new thing, but we know When we see him, it's a boomerang and we know I'ma let the fuckin' chopper swing, hittin' high notes They like, "Drakeo, boy, you got a name," I know It's rainin' bullets when this chopper spray, no long He gon' be sittin' in a hospital with permanent coma Got me dancin' in the rain like my first name was Usher Tricky dance moves, mad tools Banana clip hangin' for any baboons Three fifty up in pieces, know you want it, but I ain't that dude You gon' be a caption, but for sure I know a tattoo You hard up on the net, so when we see you, we gon' slap you Amiri on my jacket, these niggas is actors If you ain't killed nobody with that gun, you need to pass it It's a movie in the chop, the scenery was tragic If ten thousand was ever on my head, these niggas didn't have it It's the Ruler Ayy, foreign shawty, let's go I get money, spend it with my posse, you know Niggas hatin', don't trust anybody we know I got money, spend it with the gang, we afloat I just cashed out on a new chain, here he go He was talkin' 'bout a new thing, but we know When we see him, it's a boomerang and we know I'ma let the fuckin' chopper swing, hittin' high notes Mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm
Writer(s): Kimetrius Foose, Darrell Caldwell, Matthias Ringleb, Martin Puschel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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