Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bossman Dlow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante McCreary
Songwriter
Donte Ononiewu
Songwriter
Jaxson Mcneely
Songwriter
Piotr Antoszek
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dxntemadeit
Producer
ScenarioFaryoo
Producer
mazereckless
Producer
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
****, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Big za, ****, ****
[Chorus]
****, I'm a money feind (****)
I'm a cash addict (Yeah)
All these fuckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic
Ridin' around with 'em, I can't let them catch me lackin' (No)
Walked into the Gucci store, spent 6k on a jacket (****)
****, your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (Get it up, ****)
You runnin' your fuckin mouth, I'm tryna run it up (Run it up, ****)
We don't care 'bout none of them ****
They can't fuck with us (They can't fuck with us, baby)
I been fuckin' on my liver, drinkin' my double cup
[Verse 1]
Trap ain't dead, these **** scary
We make movies, Tyler Perry
See my chain, the bitch went to starin'
This ain't a Mustang, this a McLaren
Clear up sharp, yeah, your ass will get buried
Me and the blue hunnids got married
Pull up, smokin' lemon cherry
Spent 8K at Burberry
Crackers trollin' on my page, got me scared to drop a pic
****, we havin' our way, we them **** poppin' shit (****)
I'm with that check, bitch
Trap **** respect me
Sixty ball my neckpiece
****, we happenin', fuck cheatin'
[Chorus]
****, I'm a money feind (****)
I'm a cash addict (Yeah)
All these fuckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic
Ridin' around with a, I can't let them catch me lackin' (No)
Walked into the Gucci store, spent 6k on a jacket (****)
****, your trap phone weak, get your muscle up (Get it up, ****)
You runnin' your fuckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up (Run it up, ****)
We don't care 'bout none of them ****
They can't fuck with us (They can't fuck with us, baby)
I been fuckin' on my liver, drinkin' my double cup
Written by: Devante McCreary, Donte Ononiewu, Jaxson Mcneely, Piotr Antoszek