Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Vocals
Hozay Beats
Programming
Reddoe Beats
Programming
Kiesza
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras
Songwriter
Angel Isaac Orozco
Songwriter
Kiesa Rae Ellestad
Songwriter
Rami Samir Afuni
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nigo
Producer
Hozay Beats
Producer
Reddoe Beats
Producer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
David Bone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
ZZ
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Grrt, bah
Uh, stay out my fuckin' temple
Uh, look
Young killa, baby, Hozay
Big 092MLBOA
Oh, yeah
Why the fuck are you hatin', lil' nigga?
Lil' nigga, I know why you hatin', lil' nigga
'Cause I got that money, now you want that money
I get the clout, now you chasin' the fact
I put VSs in all of my chains
Know how to trap, nigga, three different ways
I ain't comin' outside, boy, unless I get paid
Yeah, we droppin' the fives and we droppin' them Gs
Mr. Big EBK, boy, I'll fuck everything
If you droppin' my knot, uppin' my knot
Opp up in Heaven, send shots to the sky
Ride for my niggas, yeah, only my guys
For my lil' niggas, we pourin' out liquor
I'm tryna see seven figures
I'm tryna see seven figures
Mama, no vacation, but I'm on an island
Since a young nigga, we wildin'
Call up the Batman, I'm robbin'
Niggas ain't on my timin'
And my money keep pilin' and pilin'
Lil' nigga, you chuckin' and jivin'
I'm like, "Mm-hmm, whatever"
I'm still gon' send shots like the motherfuckin' reverend
Knock on the door, nigga, let me in
Yeah, we still sendin' shots up on President
All my niggas is felon and evident
Shack through the sea with no evidence
DayDay, have you screamin' through mega like, "Mayday"
Who the fuck are you talkin' to, crazy?
If you don't want no beef, nigga, pay me
Nigga, talk to me nice, nigga Lay Lay
Why the fuck are you waitin', lil' nigga, lil' nigga, on me?
'Cause that money gon' stay up on me
Know some niggas that changed up on me
That's why I keep Trey up on me
Now your bitch wanna lay up on me
And she wanna come lay up on me
I remember when I was 15
Uh, flexin', if you gettin' bread, why you stressin'?
I bought a chain and a TEC in
I did 15 on my check-ins
Big Louis Vuitton, what I'm steppin'
Big .38 for the weapon
And my pockets on swole, yeah, I keep a bankroll
Walk with a pole, yeah, I'm always on go
'Member them days I was all in the slum
'Member them days I was playin' with-
'Member them days I was playin' with-
We both had a -, nigga, why did you run? (Run)
Writer(s): Rami Afuni, Kiesa Rae Ellestad, Angel Isaac Orozco, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Jose Luise Reynoso-contreras
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