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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Biddle
Jeremy Biddle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JDOnThaTrack
JDOnThaTrack
Producer
22 Cartel
Producer
Keylan Laxton
Keylan Laxton
Mixing Engineer
Josh Daigrepont
Josh Daigrepont
Assistant Mixing Engineer
João Duarte
João Duarte
Producer
Saaryan Norikovich
Saaryan Norikovich
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(JD on the track)
[Chorus]
Bunch of rich killers (Killers)
Ride around in 'Raris (Skrrt)
Doin' drive-bys in a drop top foreign
We gon' make that Draco spit (Yeah)
Make it go retarded
I'm ten million in and I put that shit on God, said I'm lit
Real trapper, tell you what it cost for a brick (Brick)
Cut the barrel off and I get off with a stick (Yeah)
Fuckin' with my brothers, I ain't fuckin' with no rappers (Fuck 'em)
These **** ain't steppin' but we steppin' like some cappers
Told her, "Fuck me good, fuck me faster" (Ooh)
And I know you nasty but I'm nastier
I just need a ride, I need a passenger (Yeah)
[PostChorus]
And love don't cost a thing when I'm around you
Sexy lil' thing, I'm glad I found you
I bet you he can't fuck you like I do (Do)
I bet you he can't love you like I do (Do)
When I ask you, "Do you love me?" Say you do, say you do, ooh
[Bridge]
Bunch of rich killers in my neighborhood
Bunch of rich killers in my neighborhood
Bunch of rich killers, ride around in 'Raris
Bunch of rich killers, ride around in 'Raris
[Verse 1]
Just some rich killers, ride around in Lambos
Post up in the birds, it turned into a bando
And I get plug love, it's more than I can handle
I'm double clipped up like commando
****, they fans though
Bunch of rich killers, ride around in Bourbon
Two hours from New Orleans, got killers out on Bourbon
It's blood on the carpet, I hit it with detergent
I wish Angela Yee can give me lip service
I'm fuckin' with made men
Play with that fire, play with that stick, just like a caveman
Any **** go against this shit, gotta be a brave man
Trappin' out the Days Inn or the Red Roof Inn
No mask, I can't let you live, tie them loose ends
[Chorus]
Bunch of rich killers (Killers)
Ride around in 'Raris (Skrrt)
Doin' drive-bys in a drop top foreign
We gon' make that Draco spit (Yeah)
Make it go retarded
I'm ten million in and I put that shit on God, said I'm lit
Real trapper, tell you what it cost for a brick (Brick)
Cut the barrel off and I get off with a stick (Yeah)
Fuckin' with my brothers, I ain't fuckin' with no rappers (Fuck 'em)
These **** ain't steppin' but we steppin' like some cappers
Told her, "Fuck me good, fuck me faster" (Ooh)
And I know you nasty but I'm nastier
I just need a ride, I need a passenger (Yeah)
[PostChorus]
And love don't cost a thing when I'm around you
Sexy lil' thing, I'm glad I found you
I bet you he can't fuck you like I do (Do)
I bet you he can't love you like I do (Do)
When I ask you, "Do you love me?" Say you do, say you do, ooh
[Outro]
Say you do, ooh (Say you do, ooh)
Written by: Chukwudi Obi, Danil Klimov, Jeremy Biddle, João Victor Alba Duarte, Kaya Salih, Luca Steinkirchner, Marat Saaryan, Tauren Strickland, Teldrick Smith
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