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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roddy Ricch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
Rodrick Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Dennis
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Mustard
Producer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Getting too much money, I ain't even trying to take no advice
I got some baguetties, you know I'm buried in the ice
I'm in an igloo and my bitch live in a glacier
Came from the bottom, now I'm counting up this paper
I get my racks and I shut up
I get get racks, get cheddar
I'm pressure, she pressure
Got a ticket in my dresser
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I came straight up out the pressure
Nipsey Hussle, blue rag on my necklace
We mobbing in the Tesla
I'm a certified Elliante investor
I promise I'm going in like the projects I'm born in
A lot of out of town bitches, we knowing they coordinates
I was broke, now I'm 22 and made Forbes again
I been all about some racks, fuck a bitch, get some racks
[Verse 3]
Getting too much money, I ain't even trying to take no advice
I got some baguetties, you know I'm buried in the ice
I'm in an igloo and my bitch live in a glacier
Came from the bottom, now I'm counting up this paper
I get my racks and I shut up
I get get racks, get cheddar
I'm pressure, she pressure
Got a ticket in my dresser
[Verse 4]
Ay
You a **** been livin' life
I been gettin' factory diamonds trying to get the Jigga ice
We been on a different time
I damn near don't wear Margiela
I got Louie V vanilla
I got my bitch came from the trap pushing Porsche pedal
V12 engines got me kicking the horse metal
You like the local bitches, I like the importers better
I hang with killers, none of my **** don't know no better
[Verse 5]
Shorty, what you want your rent paid? And a
Bustdown Rollie with a big face, wanna
Meet Rihanna, get some Fenty, can you
Count up all my presidente, ay
[Verse 6]
Getting too much money, I ain't even trying to take no advice
I got some baguetties, you know I'm buried in the ice
I'm in an igloo and my bitch live in a glacier
Came from the bottom, now I'm counting up this paper
I get my racks and I shut up
I get get racks, get cheddar
I'm pressure, she pressure
Got a ticket in my dresser
Written by: Mustard, Roddy Ricch