Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Carson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Songwriter
Richard Ortiz
Songwriter
Pierre Thevenot
Songwriter
Stefan Cismigiu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F1lthy
Producer
Lukrative
Producer
Lucian
Producer
Kendall Roark Bailey
Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Lidsky
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Half of these **** ain't never seen shit and these bitches ain't seen shit either
When she work out, she rockin' her track suit, it's Balenciaga or Adidas
[Chorus]
And this shit don't make no sense how I went from broke to rich
How the fuck you want me now? Back then, you act like you ain't notice me
Yeah, now I got diamonds, now I got these jewels
Now these hoes comin' in twos
Now my pockets filled with cash
Bitch, I walk around with them blues, yeah
Lil' bitch, I walk around with them blues now
[Chorus]
Yeah, you know how I'm rockin', cut off stragglers
Keep kush in my pocket, they treat my swag just like a door
The way these **** knockin', bitch, I'm in that mode like Naruto
Nine-tailed fox, I don't want that ho if she ain't bringin' nothing to the table but her box
[Verse 1]
I be gettin' tired of fuckin'
And I'm tired of bein' tired, shit, fuck it
Every day I ball out, I make sure I get a bucket
How the fuck you don't know my middle name but you claim that you love me?
You don't love me, I know you don't love me
If a bitch try me, it's gon' get real ugly
If she wanna leave I let her leave, she already fucked me, ha
I'm such a asshole
Money over everything, these **** gon' fold before my cash fold
Every time I post on Instagram, I make her mad, oh
Every time I pop out, you know I'm with a new bad ho, whoa
And you can't relate 'cause what I been doing lately feel so unreal
And I get depressed when I know there's nobody feel how I feel
Yeah, I was with Look Killa tryna catch a kill
I remember way, way back in the day, we couldn't even afford no meals
What I spend on purple drink I could've paid your bills off for a year
I was Uberin' everywhere, now it's two-twenty on my dash when I steer
[Verse 2]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Half of these **** ain't never seen shit and these bitches ain't seen shit either
When she work out, she rockin' her track suit, it's Balenciaga or Adidas
And they say love can't never, ever be forever, so I'm taking advantage of the moment
Bitch, I'm at the top, I ain't got no opps, I ain't got no opponents
When you at the top ain't nobody there, it get real, real lonely
Everybody said this ho ain't goin', huh, wait till I walk up on her
And this shit don't make no sense I'm rich, I was dead broke on the corner
[Chorus]
And this shit don't make no sense how I went from broke to rich
How the fuck you want me now? Back then, you act like you ain't notice me
Yeah, now I got diamonds, now I got these jewels
Now these hoes comin' in twos
Now my pockets filled with cash
Bitch, I walk around with them blues, yeah
Lil' bitch, I walk around with them blues now, yeah
[Outro]
Yeah, you know how I'm rockin', cut off stragglers
Keep kush in my pocket, they treat my swag just like a door
The way these **** knockin', bitch, I'm in that mode like Naruto
Nine-tailed fox, I don't want that ho if she ain't bringin' nothing to the table but her box
Written by: Kenyatta Frazier Jr., Pierre Thevenot, Richard Ortiz, Stefan Cismigiu