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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Vocals
6ix9ine
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Mora
Composer
Andrew Green
Songwriter
Daniel Hernandez
Lyrics
Sergio Kitchens
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Mora
Producer
TrifeDrew
Executive Producer
Wizard Lee
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Trapped, one-stop, serve my own block
Bought my own watch, loaded Glock
Lettin' that thing pop (Pop)
They can't freeze us (Freeze us)
Skybox, we been at the top
They can't see us (See us)
Big knots, fuck the dirty cops
They can't seize nothing
Big shot, fuck that little thot
I don't need ya
I stay high, fucked her and forgot
I don't need ya
Drip fly, yellow Prada socks
Bumble bee, uh
I'm that guy, Dior suit and tie
Touching clean, uh
[Verse 2]
This be the coke, gotta wrap with a bow
Gotta stay ready for the smoke
'Cause **** tryna take my soul
I can't go, thought **** was my bros
But they changed though
**** don't know shit 'bout that
How the fuck a **** switch like that?
Gotta ride with a stick 'bout that
Pulled a grip from the hip like that
Keep it around me, I can't never lack
**** around me, they stay with the strap
Move from around me, or you can get whacked
I see an OPP and I'm laying him flat, ohh
[Verse 3]
Pennies ain't pleasing me, I'm a walking brand
Stacking these bands, show like 80-100 grand
Hoes in the Sprinter van
Pullin' up sprayin' bullet holes in trash can
I'ma erase your man
Gunna again, I'll never follow your trend
****, you do what you can
[Verse 4]
Trapper, one-stop, serve my own block
Bought my own watch, loaded Glock
Lettin' that thing pop (Pop)
They can't freeze us (Freeze us)
Skybox, we been at the top
They can't see us (See us)
Big knots, fuck the dirty cops
They can't seize nothing
Big shot for the little thot
I don't need ya
I stay high, fucked her and forgot
I don't need ya
Drip fly, yellow Prada socks
Bumble bee, uh
I'm that guy, Dior suit and tie
Touching clean, uh
[Verse 5]
I can't sleep, just took 'em off the team
Had to break it down to three, get on one knee
I prayed to the Lord that he'd watch my family
Thinkin' this bitch gon' wait on me
Thinkin' my fans remember me
Thinkin' my friends remember me
****, don't switch up on me
Can't tell me shit, especially not no bitch
Time to time with this shit
I'ma still drop these hits
I'ma still pop my shit
Got Draco with the kick
Glock 30, hollow tips
Ride around with that shit all on my hip
See an OPP, let it hit
Lately, I been on some 'suck my dick' shit
Bitch, I'm stressin'
Oh, bitch I'm stressin
Mama saying 'Don't cry, count your blessings'
I can't sleep
I can't sleep
(Pay Money)
Written by: Andrew Green, Daniel Hernandez, Michael Mora, Sergio Kitchens