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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trippie Redd
Vocals
Igor Mamet
Programming
Theevoni
Programming
Zerum
Programming
Matt Spatola
Programming
ProdByT’Rue
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Igor Mamet
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trippie Redd
Producer
Igor Mamet
Mixing Engineer
Theevoni
Producer
Zerum
Producer
Matt Spatola
Producer
ProdByT’Rue
Producer
Lyrics
[PreChorus]
We gettin' that money, you know it ain't nothin'
Nothing is everything
I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stuntin'
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, fuck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm startin' the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn't's
[Chorus]
Countin' up money, I would never front
Hop out the Pizzy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smokin' on some blunts
Twenty-three shots in that Glock
Got a **** feelin' like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal)
Miniscule problems, that shit shrunk (Shrunk)
[Verse 1]
I know they remember them days, I was outside with that flame
Talk down, I'm blowin' your brain (Bah)
Know we the gang, sorry, I forgot your name
Look, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's a lame
Ooh, rememberin' names all of the sudden
When you was around I wasn't callin' you nothin' (You)
Ain't really with the gang, so get the fuck from 'round me
Fuck from 'round us ('Round us)
From the ground up (Ground up)
Look what we round up
No matter the time, I'ma get in my zone
Bitch, I'ma sit in my throne
I'ma get straight to my goals
[PreChorus]
We gettin' that money, you know it ain't nothin'
I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stuntin'
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, fuck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm startin' the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn't's
[Chorus]
Countin' up money, I would never front
Hop out the Pizzy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smokin' on some blunts
Twenty-three shots in that Glock
Got a **** feelin' like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal)
Miniscule problems, that shit shrunk (Shrunk)
Written by: Dong Ryeol Lee, Gene McFadden, Goobon Jeong, Igor Mamet, John Whitehead, Leon Huff, Matthew Domnick Spatola, Michael Lamar White II, T'rue