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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
6LACK
Vocals
Fwdslxsh
Synthesizer
Alex Goldblatt
Guitar
Kevin Ekofo
Guitar
Olu Fann
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Goldblatt
Songwriter
Kevin Ekofo
Songwriter
Olu Fann
Songwriter
Adeyinka Bankole
Songwriter
Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.
Songwriter
Fwdslxsh
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fwdslxsh
Producer
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Joshua Deguzman
Mixing Engineer
Olu Fann
Producer
Jared Gagarin
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She found a light within herself
That's the true definition of wealth
She be seein' the brighter side of things
I'm guessin' I taught her well
You fine everyday, I'm 'bout to file a complaint
You ride me today and we gon' slide to the bank
Money ain't a thing, 'cause I came from nada
Down to go broke with ya, that's a real partner
[Verse 2]
For better or worse, you got somebody better
(Hold on, hold on, hold on)
Take a vacay, find a beach we can float on
Next week bitches gettin' mad, 'cause you post a new photo with a coat on
Switchin' up the weather, switchin' up the time zone
Eatin' good, lookin' better
Right back to Atlanta, put some money on the schedule
I might kill for mine, out here lookin for the pressure, yeah
[Verse 3]
Riding through Decatur with the windows down, we blowing smoke
I think we all know my bitch bad, but I ain't goin' out like no hoe
If you see her you can look, but don't touch lil' bruh
If you see her you can look, but don't touch lil' girl
Or we gon' renovate this bitch, and fuck up your world, yeah
[Verse 4]
She by my side, we parallel
If I get locked up she postin' the bail
She been seein' the brighter side of things
I'm guessin' I taught her well
You mine every day, don't try to file no restraint
I'm workin' on myself because I care what ya think, ooh
Money ain't a thing, 'cause I came from nada
Tryna get a bag witcha, that's a real partner
[Verse 5]
On 285 going in circles, baby, hold on, hold on, h-h-hold on
East side ****, make you never wanna go home
Next week bitches gettin' mad every time you post it's like you put a show on
It's nothing they can measure, she ain't even in her prime, it can only get better
Right back to Atlanta, put some money on the schedule
I'ma kill for mine, out here lookin' for the pressure, yeah, yeah
[Verse 6]
Mmm, riding through Decatur with the windows down, we blowing smoke
I think we all know my bitch bad, but I ain't goin' out like no hoe, yeah, yeah
If you see her you can look, but don't touch lil' bruh
If you see her you can look, but don't touch lil' girl
Or we gon' renovate this bitch, and fuck up your world, yeah
[Verse 7]
She's sexy, she's cool
Atlanta for the weekend, so I'm tryna get loose
Smoke one, sip two
But if I give you some, I want that bubblegum
Tonight it's going digital
I want lemonade, watermelon and original
Written by: Adeyinka Bankole, Adeyinka Bankole - Ojo, Alex Goldblatt, Kevin Ekofo, Olu Fann, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.