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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bslime
Performer
Young Stoner Life
Performer
Young Thug
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaborious Grier
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BAINZ
Mixing Engineer
AJ STAY WORKIN
Recording Engineer
Boyan Stanchev
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Uh, haha, it's Razy
Yeah (aye, hi), yeah
(BabyG is here, let's go) woo
I was just whippin' a Benz, that's that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover (woo-woo)
I just told you once again, I'm that motherfucker
These Celine, not Cartier, lens with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whippin' it whip out the pot, I'm tryna whippin' it better
He's a pussy pyat, crack him like he kettle
I just made him flee out, sing like Omeretta (yeah)
Diamond dancin' and they danglin' with all bezels (uh, woo)
All this fuckin' ice I'm rockin', need some kinda sweater
I just pulled a coat out the garage (yeah), and it was Margiela
Lil' bit' bitch, go ask your daddy, I'm the trendsetter
I just told the bank don't look inside, none of my key's treasures
Oxycontin make a **** barely walk (barely walk)
150 for my mouth now I can barely talk (barely talk, woo)
Thank you, I just took a picture in the backyard (woo)
Thank you, I just fucked yo' sister in the same car (let's go, woo)
Shit, whippin', and whip out the can
I'm kickin' my shit, Liu Kang (kickin' my what? Oh)
I told 'em, "If you want you a chain, you gotta go (you gotta go, bah)"
She told me, "Daddy, finger my pussy when you wear your rings" (woo)
I like how it sound when it clang
You pullin' it out, it's a whole lotta stains (let's go)
I was just whippin' a Benz, that's that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover (woo-woo)
I just told you once again, I'm that motherfucker
These Celine, not Cartier, lens with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whippin' it whip out the pot, I'm tryna whippin' it better
He's a pussy pyat, crack him like he kettle
I just made him flee out, sing like Omeretta (dance)
Diamond dancin' and they danglin' with all bezels (woo)
Cartier all on my bitch, I fucked her on a Perc
Tossed that hoe like I was Kaepernick 'n I asked him, "What's it worth?"
Rock real diamonds, ain't no cappin', yeah, we finna start a purge
Put 'em up and knock 'em down, we put they ass right in the dirt
Drippin' in that AMG 63 Benz
I cut ties with all them losers, told 'em, "I don't need friends"
Safe to say, I'm havin' money, why these **** hatin'?
Raidin', playpen, knock 'em down, they layin', yeah
Shit, I was just whippin' a Lamb'
I came straight outta the trenches (on God)
Had that ambition to get it
But I had to whip it right outta the skillet (woo)
All I know is to go get it
I came out the trenches, I'm one of the realest
I got pulled over by 12, he wiggin'
He had to let up on the ticket (pussy)
I was just whippin' a Benz, that's that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover (woo-woo)
I just told you once again, I'm that motherfucker (once again)
These Celine, not Cartier, lens with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whippin' it whip out the pot, I'm tryna whippin' it better
He's a pussy pyat, crack him like he kettle
I just made him flee out, sing like Omeretta (yeah)
Diamond dancin' and they danglin' with all bezels (what? Woo)
Written by: Arin Fields, Jaborious Grier, Jae Lawler, Jeffery Williams, Savely Nekrasov, Vladimir Podvablonsky