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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Fort
Benjamin Fort
Songwriter
Bryan Yepes
Bryan Yepes
Songwriter
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Edgar Ferrera
Edgar Ferrera
Songwriter
Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryan Yepes
Bryan Yepes
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Producer
BNYX
BNYX
Producer
SkipOnDaBeat
SkipOnDaBeat
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(I-I-I-I-)
Phew, phew
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a **** 'bout what you think (Woah, I-I-I)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ****, she stank (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (I-I-I-)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's Donny Darko, **** stole your coco (I-I-I-)
Better call the popo, oh yeah, dodging popo (Woah)
Shorty got to get in a chokehold (Huh?)
Try to get inside, I don't know 'em (Yeah)
On a private jet, like, "Woah-woah"
Cranberry red, it's rojo
Hold up, let me call my bro-bro
Young **** hangin' out of the four-door (Woah)
Too many bad ****, it's trouble (A stack)
You need 'em a stunt, double
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a **** 'bout what you think
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ****, she stank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (Huh? Brr)
[Verse 2]
Most of these **** be bozos (Bozos)
**** your **** in the cho-cho (Cho-cho)
Chanel on me, that's Coco (What?)
Most of my **** sound cuckoo (Woah)
Mixed the green with the yellow, that's azul (Woah)
I was on the beam with a RP (Woo)
I was so high like a typhoon
Just gave fifty racks to my goon (Yeah, yeah)
I'm rich as a ****, laugh to the bank like, "Ha, ha, ha, ha" (Hmm, **** as a ****)
I'm on that GTA ****, on a RP, yeah, ten-ten-ten-ten
Like your **** all on my whip, my Maybach got that extra tint-tint-tint-tint
I'm so rich, they keep tryna judge me off of all my sin-sin, sin-sins
Every time she suck my— (Ack) I'm so respectful that I grin-grin-grin-grin
Ha-ha-ha
[Verse 3]
Come on, Uzi, let me get that tank, ****, I'ma grab them keys (Come on)
Call up my ese's out in Texas, **** for a couple P's
You wanna talk cars in here, talk broads in here, man, I got him beat
I don't give a **** 'bout what these **** talkin' 'bout, in the party, I got 'em geeked (Geeked)
[Chorus]
Ha, give a **** 'bout what you think
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
Ha, don't like that ****, she stank
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
Written by: Benjamin Fort, Bryan Yepes, Caleb Toliver, Derek Anderson, Edgar Ferrera, Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood, Symere Woods
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