Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
Jerry Marlon Beach
Jerry Marlon Beach
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
PRE Peezy
PRE Peezy
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Shick
Glenn Shick
Mastering Engineer
Daddy-O
Daddy-O
Executive Producer
Jonathan "Beez" Ball
Jonathan "Beez" Ball
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, BandPlay)
Yeah
Bitch
[Chorus]
One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (Yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (Bitch)
Got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes (Yeah)
One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (Yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (Bitch)
Got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes
[Verse 1]
One, two, three, four O's inside my Fanta (Yeah)
Slidin' through Atlanta, yeah, bitch, I fuck with the scammers
I'm 'bout my bucks like Tampa (Ayy)
This money got me baffled (Yeah)
I get it with no hassle (Yeah)
I'm one lil' rich-ass bastard (Yeah)
I got one, two, three, four O's inside my Snapple (Snapple)
Yeah, I really, really get it while these **** hustlin' backwards (Yeah)
I got one too many chains on, this cost a Phantom (Skrrt)
Yeah, they say money talk, well, can you please excuse my grammar? (The fuck?)
I got ninety-nine problems and the opps ain't one (Yeah)
I been hustlin', I been gettin' it, ****, since the day one (Yeah)
Got like six chains on, **** ain't gon' take one
Yeah, I keep that banger on me, **** ain't gon' take nothin' (You dig?)
[Chorus]
One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (Yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (Bitch)
Got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes (Yeah)
One, two, three, four O's inside a Styrofoam (Wock', Wock')
One, two, three, four hoes who tryna take me home (Yeah)
Five, six bracelets on my wrist, look like a pot of gold (Bitch)
Got money, money, money, money runnin' through my chromosomes
[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah
Written by: Jerry Marlon Beach, Krishon O'brien Gaines, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
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