Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luh Tyler
Luh Tyler
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Olov Grund
Adam Olov Grund
Composer
Antonio Sarén
Antonio Sarén
Composer
Bradley Narcisse
Bradley Narcisse
Composer
Tyler Meeks
Tyler Meeks
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
Mighty1Beatx
Mighty1Beatx
Producer
Yung Hydro Beatz
Yung Hydro Beatz
Producer
Wangz
Wangz
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, ****, phew
Yeah, ****
Mm, mm, mm
Yeah, ****
(Yung Hydro Beatz)
Ski
[Verse 1]
Chasin' after money, runnin' up that dough
****, I get high when I be feelin' low
I ain't ever felt this shit before (Ain't felt this shit before)
I'm comin' up, I feel I'm about to blow
**** moving snake, no, I can't trust a soul
I'm pushin' P, no, I can't cuff a ho (No, I can't cuff a ho)
We gettin' money, that's for certain
She want me to buy her ass a Birkin
I told that bitch she perkin' (Like, what the fuck?)
In the stu, ****, every day, you know we workin'
I rap, but some of my **** serving
I pull up and I'm swerving (Know I'm swerving)
On the interstate, I'm switching lanes, bitch (Swerving lanes, bitch)
I can't fuck with none of these hoes, they gon' end changing (Gon' end up changing)
Man, these hoes be changing
Friendships, they sinking (Yeah, they sinking)
I don't gotta sweat, bitch, I get paid by just thinking (Just by thinking)
****, why you hangin' with them lames, bitch? (With them lames, bitch)
Everybody with me got some change, bitch
You know we on that same shit (We on that same shit)
I just want that money, fuck that fame shit (Like fuck the fame, bitch)
Racks got me limpin', need a cane, bitch
I just wanna see Johnny Dang, bitch (See Johnny Dang, bitch)
**** rollin' like some dice
Yeah, you know I need a bad thick bitch like Ice Spice (Uh)
Gotta stay up on them paper checks, make sure my pockets right (Pockets right)
Hit the road, I'm gettin' bands, I'm out of way, I'm out of sight (Out of sight)
I been feeling like a king, but I don't play for Sacramento (For Sacramento)
I wasn't tryna rap for real, I did that shit on accidental (On accidental)
Bitch, I went and ran that chicken up and dropped it in my dental (Dental)
And these ****, they be beefin' over hoes, why you so tender? (Why you so tender, ****? Fuck)
I ain't beefin' 'bout no thot ('Bout no thot)
Runnin' up that chicken, want my pockets filled with knots (Filled with knots)
I'm finna see the top, I know it, ****, just sit back and watch (Just sit back and watch, ****, yeah, just sit back and watch, sit back and watch, ****)
Ain't gon cap, I never thought this shit would happen
****, I just came up out the blue and took off with this rappin' (Rappin')
Now I done turned into a star, bitch, I remember you was laughing (Yeah, ****, bitch I remember you was laughing, ****, ski)
Written by: Adam Olov Grund, Antonio Sarén, Bradley Narcisse, Tyler Meeks
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