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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Milli
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tamia Carter
Songwriter
Bradley Powell
Songwriter
Brett Clarey
Songwriter
Malik Hargis
Songwriter
Earl Patrick Taylor
Songwriter
Eshan Patel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad
Producer
brettonthebeat
Producer
Slade
Producer
Ashley Jacobson
Engineer
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Jeremy Dilli
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hop in the car and I race
I see the stars in the Wraith
Talking my **** in your face (Face)
I might just spit in your face
[Verse 2]
Blood on my **** 'cause it bled (Bled)
On the runway it be red (Red)
You can't me out of your head (Head)
**** keep my name out of your thread
[Verse 3]
Kick it with ****, I don't kick if you broke
The reason I'm different, I do what you don't
You do what you can and I do what I want
The second that I get turnt up then it's on
[Verse 4]
Money my move, make a million a month
It's easy like Evel Knievel to stunt
In order to get it, ****, you gotta hunt
I'm done with the gossip, believe what you want
[Verse 5]
Everybody follow me
Real **** follow me
**** follow me
Mad 'cause I gotta be
One of the **** gettin' money in this economy
You sick about it
Do something about it, happy Halloween
[Verse 6]
Boo, scary ass ****
Lookin' like Cinderella lost her shoe
That lil' budget won't make me move
I'm too rich to lose my cool
It's that, mm
[Verse 7]
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
I know you sick of the sit (Sit)
I spent a mil on the kit (Kit)
Water drippin' on the ****
Look at the brick on my wrist (Yeah)
[Verse 8]
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
I know you sick of the sit (Sit)
I spent a mil on the kit (Kit)
Water drippin' on the ****
Look at the brick on my wrist (Yeah)
[Verse 9]
I got 'em mad now
I can feel the tension and bad vibes
Aimin' for these **** like a head shot
Never lettin' up, I ain't playin' now
[Verse 10]
Ice baby that **** drippin' on me
I can **** the ****, treat him like a homie
Only speak on my name if you really want it
I'm the golden ticket, this ain't Willy Wonka
You **** ain't stopping **** with me
Now all the broke **** wanna beef
Money talk, I'm speakin' guapenese
I don't **** with rats, I'm gettin' to the cheese
Ain't no comin' back if I say I'ma leave
Don't know how to act, got him all on his knees
[Verse 11]
Got a fake page, I see you stalkin' me
Super soak, I got him fallin' deep
**** a opp, **** you not in my league
Duckin' cops, I ain't checkin' the speed
Gucci socks, we got matchin' AP's
Boss ****, I'm who they wanna be
[Verse 12]
Boo, scary ass ****
Lookin' like Cinderella lost her shoe
That lil' budget won't make me move
I'm too rich to lose my cool
It's that, mm
[Verse 13]
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
I know you sick of the sit (Sit)
I spent a mil on the kit (Kit)
Water drippin' on the ****
Look at the brick on my wrist (Yeah)
[Verse 14]
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
Ice (Ice) baby (Baby)
I know you sick of the sit (Sit)
I spent a mil on the kit (Kit)
Water drippin' on the ****
Look at the brick on my wrist (Ay)
[Verse 15]
You **** ain't stoppin' **** with me
Why all the broke **** wanna beef?
Written by: Bradley Powell, Brett Clarey, Earl Patrick Taylor, Eshan Patel, Malik Hargis, Sydne George, Tamia Carter, Unknown Writer