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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Moochie Grape
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sergio Richardson
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Producer
BEEZ
Recording Engineer
Glen Schick
Mastering Engineer
Larrence Miller
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Let the band play)
Big Moochie
I'm thinkin' about the times I was broke as hell
Didn't have a pot to piss in or one to throw it out of there
This shit over with
Let's go
[Verse 2]
Just reminiscin' while runnin' through bands
Remember them days I was fucked up (Fucked up)
Killers, they with me, they shoot on demand
Making that comment get you fucked up (Fucked up)
Never had shit, now I'm flooded with bands (Bands)
Spinnin' on bank, get you touched up (Racks, racks)
Used to be lil' ****, now I'm the man
Remember they didn't believe in us (They didn't believe in us)
[Verse 3]
Come from the gutter, we traveled each other
You know I'ma ride for my brother, yeah (My brother)
We with the shit and we slanging them sticks
And we stay in the field with them cutters, yeah (Woo)
Post in the trap and we doubled the safe (Yeah, yeah)
And the jake come in lookin' for brother, yeah (They looking for)
Bring your big head, bustin' nothing, I fled
Now Big Moochie burning on truffles, yeah (Zaza)
[Verse 4]
VVS diamonds, they bustin', these bitches be coming in clusters, yeah
I done went flooded my mouth, my neck, and my wrist and a couple of knuckles, yeah (Blind blop)
My **** with me, they not with the talkin', they ready to shoot off the muscle, yeah (Bitch)
Paper Route Illuminati still with the gang
And the rest of you fuck **** suckers, yeah (Illuminati)
[Verse 5]
Killers, they trailing me up in the SUV and it be flooded with rifles, yeah (Rifles)
Come to my hood, let you meet like I'm Jesus and I keep me a couple disciples, yeah (Amen)
Pull on your block with the Glocks and the chops and we striking shit off in the striker, yeah (Skrrt)
Rapper shit there with my ****, we all in the huddle, but nah, we ain't doing no cypher
[Verse 6]
Trappin' on AB, we serving the zombies (AB)
As long as they coming, they bring us some money (They bring us some money)
500 for, I'm smoking real onions (500)
Bankrolls on me like I'm serving the country (I'm serving the country)
[Verse 7]
Trappin' on AB, we serving the zombies (AB)
As long as they coming, they bring us some money (Come on)
500 for, I'm smoking real onions (Smoking real onions)
Bankrolls on me like I'm serving the country (I'm serving the country)
[Verse 8]
Back in this bitch with a vengeance (Vengeance)
They try to count me out, I'm with Dolph, so fuck it, y'all kick the dog the hinge (Kick it down)
Stupid lil' bitch, I was born again (Born again)
Cameras, they hot, tried to warn you **** (I tried)
Used to be fucked up, now I'm gon' stake-stake, get money, yeah, I'm torn on **** (Get money)
Fuckin' on big booty foreigns, lil' **** (Foreigns)
I know your hard life is boring, lil' **** (Ha, bitch)
[Verse 9]
I ain't never had shit, ****
**** hate on me 'cause I came up
And I did this shit quick as hell
I don't even know how I did it myself (For real, for real)
But I'm way up there, I'm talkin' way, way up there, ****, I ain't coming back down (Up there)
We ain't going through what we used to (Uh-uh)
We gon' try something new (Ha)
Yeah
Written by: Sergio Richardson