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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Remble
Remble
Vocals
MoneySign Suede
MoneySign Suede
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Remble
Remble
Songwriter
Hamish Muir
Hamish Muir
Songwriter
Jaime Brugada Valdez
Jaime Brugada Valdez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ruben Pinto Castillo
Ruben Pinto Castillo
Mastering Engineer
Will Steller
Will Steller
Mixing Engineer
Laudiano
Laudiano
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Laudiano)
[Chorus]
Every time I hit the booth, I speak the truth
**** be cap, same time, they're wearing Trues
Everywhere I go, ****, know I got the juice
When we first meet, you gon' say I'm a fool
'Member hopping fences, I ain't never went to school
Hop him in a second, sell his sack for my shoes
****, for this money, you won't do what I'll do
Lately they been trippin', but I ain't trippin', I got goons
[Verse 1]
Lately they been trippin', but I ain't trippin', bitch, I'm cool (Bitch, I'm bool)
BItch, I'm straight
I don't let no **** get in my way
****, life a bitch, but I feel blessed every day
You sayin' fuck hate, but it's right in your face
They see a **** up, they'd rather see me in the cage
They see a **** with money, they'd rather see me catch a case
Bitch, you better act right 'cause you ain't fuckin' with no lame
You ain't fuckin' with no lame, I ain't no **** to be messed with
These **** can't even try me, they should've just got the message
I love money, me and this money was just destined
Fuck the hate, I'ma go and bring a check in
Why you with me now? You wasn't with me in the rain
Bitch told me you was fake, told me everything you were saying
Heard these **** wanna game me, well, shit, I wanna play
Heard these **** wanna game me, well, shit, I wanna play
[Chorus]
Every time I hit the booth, I speak the truth
**** be cap, same time, they're wearing Trues
Everywhere I go, ****, know I got the juice
When we first meet, you gon' say I'm a fool
'Member hopping fences, I ain't never went to school
Hop him in a second, sell his sack for my shoes
****, for this money, you won't do what I'll do
Lately they been trippin', but I ain't trippin', I got goons
[Verse 2]
Trip and he gon' fall like he forgot to tie his shoes
Your YouTube numbers cool, but they ain't nothin' like my views
Seen he hatin' on success, somebody buy that man a purse
Got a couple people mad because I didn't send a verse
You will never see me going back and forth on Instagram
Because if I scroll up in our DMs, you've been a fan
On top of that, your rap is cap and we have never met
In addition, I don't beef with any actors, man
Could've sworn I seen you in the "Blowing Me Kisses" video
Ho
And those movie cameos
Barney too, I noticed you know how to play a role
To conclude, you're not a street dude, little bro
It's Remble
[Chorus]
Every time I hit the booth, I speak the truth
**** be cap, same time, they're wearing Trues
Everywhere I go, ****, know I got the juice
When we first meet, you gon' say I'm a fool
'Member hopping fences, I ain't never went to school
Hop him in a second, sell his sack for my shoes
****, for this money, you won't do what I'll do
Lately they been trippin', but I ain't trippin', I got goons
Written by: Eunique Cooper Remble, Hamish Muir, Jaime Brugada Valdez
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