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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vince Staples
Vocals
Lil Baby
Vocals
Kenny Beats
Programming
Reske
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Staples
Songwriter
Arthur Ray
Songwriter
Kenneth Blume III
Songwriter
Jacob Reske
Songwriter
Lil Baby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Beats
Producer
Matt Wolach
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Will Quinnell
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Angie Randisi
Recording Engineer
Reske
Producer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Money mantra
Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash ya
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up
[Verse 2]
Kept it stitch lipped, I'm a factor
I was out there when it mattered
Had the chopstick with the ladder
Made it count, fled to Atlanta
[Verse 3]
Off to Camp Creek, with no Plan C
I was head first, understand me?
Gotta stay alert, understand me?
If they catch me, they gon' blast me
[Verse 4]
Bounced out, chucking up the hood
Money in the bank, so I'm feeling good
Pull up on the gang, never Hollywood
Showing them the way, so they show a **** love, but
[Verse 5]
These lil' **** running wild
Bought a .40 cal, out the Jordan Downs
Married to the streets, don't she get around?
I never wanna leave, I'm never out of bounds
[Verse 6]
Ain't no peacing up if you body one of us
Body for a body, big body Benz truck
Bounce out boogie, play pussy, get fucked
When these **** get tough?
[Verse 7]
Since when these **** want war with us?
Lick a gunshot, bloodshot corneas
I been out all night tryna make it out
Swear to God that the set was the safest route, know what they about
[Verse 8]
Money mantra
Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash ya
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up
[Verse 9]
Kept it stitch lipped, I'm a factor
I was out there when it mattered
Had the chopstick with the ladder
Made it count, fled to Atlanta
[Verse 10]
I took big risks, now I'm big fish
A billion dollars at the top of my to-do list
Buy a villa in St. Barts, maybe a cruise ship
Or really a yacht
Just to say that I got it
Product of my environment
[Verse 11]
Keep my cutter for the snakes, you know this shit can get slimy
Ain't have to make no call to gang'nem, they already beside me
Where the money at? That's more than likely where you can find me
I can't honor that, you know that shit was flawed when you tried it
This shit crazy, nobody want to put in no work
But want to get paid, though
I'ma keep on spendin' on lawyers until the case closed
I'm probably not coming, I'm not the one you should wait on
I want this shit bad, hope it don't take long
[Verse 12]
Everybody callin' with they problems, not to check on me
They said, "If it happened, then it's meant to be," guess we'll see
I know you was lying when you had told me you would never leave
I can't keep on going back and forth, I gotta let it be
Written by: Arthur Ray, Dominique' Jones, Jacob Reske, Kenneth Blume III, Vince Staples