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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chicken P
Chicken P
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rahkeib Smith
Rahkeib Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bennie Briggman
Bennie Briggman
Mastering Engineer
Michael Briggman
Michael Briggman
Mastering Engineer
Billionaire Diggs
Billionaire Diggs
Producer
Dude Pgh
Dude Pgh
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Billionaire did, I like that)
**** can't see me, ****
With a motherfuckin' flashlight, ****
[Chorus]
No, you **** couldn't see me with a flashlight (Flashlight)
Bet it back, but double up, my ****, what your bag like? (Double up, ****)
Bet it all, double up, my ****, get your bag right (Get your bag right, my ****, I'm tellin' you)
Yeah, huh, I could show you 'bout this bag life (Yeah)
I'll probably die just to get rich again in my next life (Do this shit again)
You said they tryna pay me what? I'm on the next flight (Here I come)
Right now, I'm kinda busy, bae, I'm sorry, I can't text back (Sorry, I can't text back)
Everybody who turnt they back on me gon' regret that (Yeah, they gon' regret that shit)
[Verse 1]
I'm on the road in a sleeve in the back with my feet up
This hustle in me, boy, this shit ain't on me, that's just how I bleed, bruh (I swear)
I got rich just like I fuckin' told 'em, I don't know why they ain't believe, bruh (I told 'em)
Now we rich forever, lit forever, I'll never leave y'all (I need y'all)
I told the gang we gotta stick together 'cause I need y'all (For real)
Josh called for a gram of both, yeah, the speedball (Hmm)
I'm in the kitchen cookin' with my Chrome Heart tee on (Chrome Heart tee on)
No more cold cells, eatin' noodles and Doritos
We just dropped a pint, now I'm walkin' like my knee broke (Now I'm walkin' like my knee broke)
Any given night, I'll walk in with a kilo (Walk in with a brick)
Middle of the night, get bored and fly to Puerto Rico
You rich, right? Well, ****, live your life, that's what this cheese for
[Chorus]
No, you **** couldn't see me with a flashlight (Flashlight)
Bet it back, but double up, my ****, what your bag like? (Double up, ****)
Bet it all, double up, my ****, get your bag right (Get your bag right, my ****, I'm tellin' you)
Yeah, huh, I could show you 'bout this bag life (Yeah)
I'll probably die just to get rich again in my next life (In my next life)
You said they tryna pay me what? I'm on the next flight (Here I come)
Right now, I'm kinda busy, bae, I'm sorry, I can't text back (Sorry, I can't text back)
Everybody who turnt they back on me gon' regret that (They gon' regret that shit)
[Verse 2]
I smell like Cali peak and Baccarat, I'm in Dior tryna shop (Tryna shop)
Walkin' through the mall on the phone like, "What you tryna cop?" (What you got?)
Just made a fifty off the drop, I'm scrapin' resi' off the pot (Resi' off the pot)
I make like fifty every block, I scrape my extras off the top (Mmm)
Been fiendin', fiendin' for that paper, yeah, I need it
She say she need me, send me five attachments, pussy creamin' (Ooh)
I'm speedin', puttin' miles on the rental, the road, I bleed it (Bleed it)
I'm tellin' you I wouldn't rap about this shit if I ain't seen it (Believe me)
[Chorus]
Huh, you **** couldn't see me with a flashlight (Flashlight)
Bet it back, but double up, my ****, what your bag like? (Yeah, double up)
Bet it all, double up, my ****, get your bag right (Get your bag right, my ****)
Yeah, huh, I could show you 'bout this bag life (Yeah)
I'll probably die just to get rich again in my next life (In my next life)
You said they tryna pay me what? I'm on the next flight (Huh? I'm on my way)
Right now, I'm kinda busy, bae, I'm sorry, I can't text back (I can't text back)
Everybody who turnt they back on me gon' regret that (They gon' regret that shit)
Written by: Rahkeib Smith
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