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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface
Programming
Sevyn Streeter
Vocals
Tkay Maidza
Vocals
Brandon "B.A.M." Hodge
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amber Streeter
Songwriter
Brandon Hesson
Songwriter
Brandon Hodge
Songwriter
Kenneth Edmonds
Songwriter
Mayila Jones
Songwriter
Milton Adams II
Songwriter
Sheldon Grant
Songwriter
Takudzwa Maidza
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Babyface
Producer
Brandon "B.A.M." Hodge
Producer
Paul Boutin
Mixing Engineer
Herb Powers, Jr.
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm tryna take you out that Jeep
And put you in a G Wagon
Take you out that Fashion Nova
Put you in high fashion
Do them things your girl can't do for you
'Cause she lackin'
Okay okay okay okay, baby, just imagine
Life on this side (This side)
Grass a little greener on this side (This side)
Yeah, this side (This side)
If you wanna be on this side (This side)
Yeah, green light (Green light)
Grass a little greener on this side (This side)
Yeah this side, show you how we do it on this side
I'm gon' pop my shit (Shit)
I'm a lil' boss ass bitch (Bitch)
I like expensive shit (Expensive)
Evеrything lit, lit, lit (Lit, lit)
Get, get, get (Gеt)
All this money I get (I get)
Make that money like Mitch
Bitch, I'm paid in full
I'm tryna take you out that Jeep
And put you in a G Wagon
Take you out that Fashion Nova
Put you in high fashion
Do them things your girl can't do for you
'Cause she lackin'
Okay okay okay okay, baby, just imagine
Only love me good things, baby
Been on that switch up daily
Everything hit like Praline
Runnin' my chips like Scram
Kit gold, cut the price, with no hands, get your mans
Said my look so crisp like Roscoe's
Bag on hip from Moscow
He want that Kit-Kat pronto, it's on show (It's on show)
Eyes on me, no Cirque du Soleil
They try eatin' off of this plate
I know I'm that tip-top huncho, it's on show
Told 'em, let them eat the cake, no complaints, bitch, I'm paid
I'm tryna take you out that Jeep
And put you in a G Wagon
Take you out that Fashion Nova
Put you in high fashion
Do them things your girl can't do for you
'Cause she lackin'
Okay okay okay okay, baby, just imagine
Life on (Life on) this side (This side)
Grass a little greener on this side (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, this side (This side)
If you wanna be on this side (Green light, yeah)
Yeah, green light (Green light)
Grass a little greener on this side (This side)
Yeah this side, show you how we do it on this side
I like it fancy (Yeah)
Everything 'bout me expensive (Yeah)
I call the shots, I don't answer (Nah)
And I want it all, I demand it (Yeah)
Doin' it like I like it, nothin' but the finest
Keepin' my shit divine, it's a vibe, it's the flyest
I'm gon' pop my shit (Pop my shit)
I'm a lil' boss ass bitch (Bitch, bitch)
I like expensive shit (Expensive)
Everything lit, lit, lit (Lit, lit, lit)
Get, get, get (Get, get)
All this money I get
Make that money like Mitch
Bitch, I'm paid in full (Ooh-ooh)
I'm tryna take you out that Jeep
And put you in a G Wagon
Take you out that Fashion Nova
Put you in high fashion
Do them things your girl can't do for you
'Cause she lackin'
Okay okay okay okay, baby, just imagine
Life on this side (This side)
Grass a little greener on this side (This side)
Yeah, this side (This side)
If you wanna be on this side (Green light)
Yeah, green light (Green light)
Grass a little greener on this side (This side)
Yeah this side, show you how we do it on this side
(I like expensive shit)
(Get, get, get)
(All this money I get)
(Make that money like Mitch)
(Bitch, I'm paid in full)
Writer(s): Amber Denise Streeter, Brandon Alexander Hodge, Kenneth B. Edmonds, Takudzwa Victoria Rosa Maidza, Milton Ii Adams, Brandon Lloyd Hesson, Mayila Caiemi Marie Jones, Sheldon Grant
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