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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Scott
Justin Scott
Composer
James Mitchell
James Mitchell
Composer
Marvin Lee Willis
Marvin Lee Willis
Composer
A. Ingram
A. Ingram
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Producer
Micah Wyatt
Micah Wyatt
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Now I was doing it big, all on my own
Gripping wood grain and riding on chrome
Sprinkling game everywhere that I go
Cause all these horny girls want to fuck
Now I was old school riding, slamming my doors
Reclining, shining like a pimp s'posed
Life ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows
(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows
Now I got more than your amount
What's in your account?
Young Krizzle the newest out the south
So it's going down
I think you a hater if you can't see that I'm playa
With this evil major leaguer and these fuschia alligators
Shawty got me fucked up
I'm never slipping, never tricking
For no treats that ain't for free up on these streets if it ain't Halloween
And why these boppers on my dick, I swear they trying to fuck my whip
Bobbing cause my paint was candy sour apple green
I pull the baddest broads up out they drawers and barely wave
If you ain't winning in this game, then you've barely played
If you ain't buying what you want, then you barely paid
Didn't see me hiding, you can barely hate
Now I was doing it big, all on my own
Gripping wood grain and riding on chrome
Sprinkling game everywhere that I go
Cause all these horny girls want to fuck
Now I was old school riding, slamming my doors
Reclining, shining like a pimp s'posed
Life ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows
(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows
I got everything you want, everything you need
Damn right, I'm the coldest **** out, you liable to freeze
Never ever bring your girl around, she liable to leave
She ain't never been around a pimp, she was dying to see
I'm mouthpiece at his prime
The flyest of the freshest that was freshest of the fly
I'm majoring in pimping, I'm just rapping on the side
For the Benz with the trim and the teriyaki tires
And a plane that don't take off if I don't ride
Oh so live, like Pay-Per-View
Let me show you what paper do
Make her pop it and drop it, slide back and forth like a fader do
My bezel is incredible, swear my vessel was hater-proof
Only me, myself and I is who I cater to
Now I was doing it big, all on my own
Gripping wood grain and riding on chrome
Sprinkling game everywhere that I go
Cause all these horny girls want to fuck
Now I was old school riding, slamming my doors
Reclining, shining like a pimp s'posed
Life ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows
(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows
I'd rather be with you-oo, yeah
Said I'd rather be with you
I'd rather be with you-oo, yeah
Said I'd rather be with you, ooh
Now I was doing it big, all on my own
Gripping wood grain and riding on chrome
Sprinkling game everywhere that I go
Cause all these horny girls want to fuck
Now I was old school riding, slamming my doors
Reclining, shining like a pimp s'posed
Life ain't nothing but an EQ of highs and lows
(And it's okay) An EQ of highs and lows
Written by: A. Ingram, James Mitchell, Justin Scott, Marvin Lee Willis
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