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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chicken P
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rahkeib Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bennie Briggman
Mastering Engineer
Michael Briggman
Mastering Engineer
Fuelz
Producer
ProdByKaio
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Aye (Kaio)
Huh, bust one (Fuelz got that heat)
Aye
Aye
Huh
[Chorus]
My bitch daddy asked my bitch, "Where you find this ****?"
I be thinkin' they forgot, let me remind these ****
****, fuck what **** said, I be done signed these ****
I'm really rich, I ain't broke no more, I'm really rich
Gas station bunch hitch, they askin' me for pictures
[Verse 1]
Aye, when I was young growin' up, I thought it was gon' be different
I always wanted to be a doctor, I ended up a dealer
Boy or girl? Or you want both? I'm mixin' up the genders
I found some bricks and bundled up, I'm ready for December
Huh, I'm ready for the summer, huh
I'ma take these **** out before they take me under
I could make it thunder
Give me shh for these bowls, I be makin' numbers
I want every single one of 'em, just say the number
Turn the camera on, let me show 'em how I'm livin'
Turn the camera on, let me show 'em how I'm livin'
Turn the camera on, let me show 'em how—, aye
Turn the camera on, let me show 'em how I did it
Really rich like BMF, we bring that work to yo' city
Pineapple Fanta, sippin' syrup in yo' city
(Frrt) I just tied up another fifty
Newbie thirty's on my pedal, I got junkies at the window
I'm a big timer, baby, I'm like Stunna to you ****, aye
**** switched sides, I put that stutter on my pistol
It's my day ones around me, my bruddas and my bitches
Aye, I know a couple **** made a hundred out the blender
I just made six G's, throwed a hundred out the window
My son caught me cookin', I lied and said I'm makin' dinner
It take chance after chance, that shit right there, go make a winner
I was poppin' perks in jail, I was high on all my business
I'm the Mayor in my city, baby, I'm the politician
You be done went blind, you can't see this type of vision
My **** stay in line, I can't see my sniper missin'
Bust one, take a brick and bust it open
Take a bowl and bust it open
Take a band and bust it open
Take a pound and bust it open
They wrap them books real tight, I take a knife and cut 'em open
I hit the bitch all night, that pussy tight, I bust her open
[Chorus]
My bitch daddy asked my bitch, "Where you find this ****?"
I be thinkin' they forgot, let me remind these ****
****, fuck what **** said, I be done signed these ****
I'm really rich, I ain't broke no more, I'm really rich
Gas station bunch hitch, they askin' me for pictures
Written by: Rahkeib Smith