Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
AJ Tracey
AJ Tracey
Vocals
Nafe Smallz
Nafe Smallz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nafe Smallz
Nafe Smallz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lytek
Lytek
Producer
Whyjay
Whyjay
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I'm in this penthouse on top of the world (TraceO)
Just copped a Rolls and it came with a girl (Vroom)
Just copped a Rollie in Paris, it came with baguettes
And the face was a mother of pearl (Bling-blaow)
I'm at the clearport, it's runtz to the face
Huh
Feels like this Wockhardt is laced
We buy tequila in crates and tell girls bring their mates
Now they're wet 'cause I came in with Nafe
I don't keep jewellery or cash in my safe
Just in ****, but that whole ting is bait
I came in Marni, I'm twinned with a chick look like Cardi
Can say that we're fashionably late (Cardi)
He got signed for what I make a day
And he gotta pay back what I make in a month (How?)
I'm out in Soho with models from Chelsea
They run it up quick like Mykhailo up front (Vroom)
Facing my demons and facin' my blunts
Walk in the Rosewood and order the usual
Love when her ex tries to spin that shit, beautiful
When their funds low and they're lost, they know who to call (Prrrt)
They never seen archive Rick, I'm unusual
Brands tryna throw me their bag 'cause I'm suitable
Babe, go remove that fake arse, it don't move at all
Let's make it cool to have BBL funerals
[Chorus]
Lil' bitch, are you geekin'?
High in Dubai like I smuggled the trees in
All of the diamonds in my ting freezin'
We gettin' money, you stay gettin' even (Gone)
Lake in the side of the Dweller, we stonin' forever, I live in the deep end
Crushin' the molly, I'm geekin'
She goin' sick with the top, she peakin' (Let's go)
[Verse 1]
I'm closin' up shop for the night, I gotta count up the pesos (Gone)
Cali strain squintin' up my eyes, I can't see shit when I take off (Smoke)
Black edition, pull it out the drive, I whip the block like it's straight drop (Skrrt)
You don't wanna step over the line
Cah you know that line gettin' taped off (It's gone, gone)
A million links, huh, Sicilian minks
That head way too good, I can hear what she thinks
I'm off the drugs, she callin' me Chinx
I stay in the bag, it's oversized
Weed in the party, you know the vibe
Soon as I started, ain't no decline
I just fell out the sky
[Chorus]
Lil' bitch, are you geekin'?
High in Dubai like I smuggled the trees in
All of the diamonds in my ting freezin'
We gettin' money, you stay gettin' even (Gone)
Lake in the side of the Dweller, we stonin' forever, I live in the deep end
Crushin' the molly, I'm geekin'
She goin' sick with the top, she peakin' (Let's go)
[Verse 2]
If she with us, then she peak (She's peak)
It sounds like cash when I speak (When I'm speakin')
If she get bored of her jewels, (Then)
I put diamonds on her feet (Facts)
You **** payin' for V (Why?)
I guess it just isn't me (Never)
She threw that cat like abuse (Meow)
Could say that I'm pushin' P (Ha)
I stack the breesh, I've been pilin' it up (Pilin' it)
And this game is a bitch, I been rilin' it up (Rilin' it)
Busted my watch, got no time in it (Time in it)
You been makin' the most of your time, but it's up
Girls put their phone onto aeroplane (Aeroplane)
Aeroplane mode when I slide in the club
They try fly to the crib, spend some time in the tub
I was losin', I put in that grind for the dub
[Chorus]
Lil' bitch, are you geekin'?
High in Dubai like I smuggled the trees in
All of the diamonds in my ting freezin'
We gettin' money, you stay gettin' even (Gone)
Lake in the side of the Dweller, we stonin' forever, I live in the deep end
Crushin' the molly, I'm geekin'
She goin' sick with the top, she peakin' (Let's go)
Written by: Nafe Smallz
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