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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Broderick Omar Hughey
Broderick Omar Hughey
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Jaquez Lowe
Jaquez Lowe
Songwriter
Roderick Lamar Hughey Jr.
Roderick Lamar Hughey Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Co-Producer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Mixing Engineer
Tiernan Cranny
Tiernan Cranny
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
London Jae
London Jae
Producer
TWINZ
TWINZ
Producer
Aaron Mattes
Aaron Mattes
Recording Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Rachel Blum
Rachel Blum
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Have you ever been to London?
Might as well rock that bitch
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Ridin' 'round the city with a bad-ass bitch
Always locked in, I got cash to get, hm, ayy
I can show you how to rags to riches, ****, yeah
I ain't never leave, but I'm back again, mm-mm-mm
Stars, livin' large, goin' hard, mmm
Stars, livin' large, goin' far
**** talk different when the money come
**** talk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
**** talk different when the money come
**** talk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
Stars, livin' large, goin' hard, mmm
Stars, livin' large, goin' far, mmm
Ayy, let me talk my shit 'cause I talk different (I talk different)
Got hit with the stick, now he walk different (Grrt)
Always on point, gotta walk with it (Grrt)
Pray to God every day that He walk with me (That He walk with me)
Walk a **** ass down, make him jump fences (Make him jump fences)
In an instant, I know they'll come kill me (Come kill me)
So I slide first, no point intended
Windows tinted in the Infiniti (In the Infiniti)
Go and get him, see him, kill him, get everybody with him
Hundred in him (Grrt), make him feel 'em (Grrt), can't spare no **** (Grrt, grrt)
'Nana peel him, deal with him, nina scratched, no serial (No serial)
Seen your best hitter killed him, fuck a chest, hit his temple
I'ma go get money till the print stop
Put a bag on his head, call that a big shot (Call that a big shot)
Take a real close look at my wristwatch
Diamonds hit like Will Smith did Chris Rock (Like Will did Chris Rock)
Everywhere I go, gotta keep a G-lock
Make him dance like Coi Leray on TikTok (Coi Leray on TikTok)
Tell him get at me, I bet he get got
**** better go and get, heat him up, Chris Bosch (Brrt, brrt)
Stars, livin' large, goin' hard, mmm
Stars, livin' large, goin' far
**** talk different when the money come
**** talk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
**** talk different when the money come
**** talk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
**** walk different when the money come
Stars, livin' large, goin' hard, mmm
****, know where we shootin' at, yeah, you know how we get when the money come
Stars, livin' large, goin' far
NLE, Top Shotta, grrt
Written by: Broderick Omar Hughey, Bryson Potts, Jaquez Lowe, Roderick Lamar Hughey Jr.
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