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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sugarhill Ddot
Vocals
PnB Rock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
June James
Composer
Christian Ward
Composer
Darrian Jimenez
Lyrics
Fletcher Redd
Composer
Howard Irving
Composer
Rakim Allen
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitmaka
Producer
June James
Producer
Nicholas Cavalieri
Mixing Engineer
@ayyolucas
Recording Engineer
Christopher Martinez
Recording Engineer
Tyy Machine
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
When that money goes up, these hoes be so down
Almost died behind the whip, I had to slow down
Take a pic, post on IG, these hoes won't scroll down
My hardest choice is Rolls Royce or that Wraith
Bad bitch from Belize, she send me signs and we do dates
We don't trip on nothing, we treat Givenchy like it's Bape
Yeah, I got it hot now, do the cha-cha like I'm John Gotti
All them hittas pop out, pop top like a don, Dotti
Hitmaka
[Chorus]
Yeah, trap goin' crazy, I done throwed off
Yeah, big body Benz, I done showed off
Fiends beatin' down the spotty, knockin' doors off
Lamborghinis, and some lean, it was all a dream
Got these white girls on the game, ready to bust it down
Call OTT, tell 'em pull up, I'm on the side of town
One phone call, wipe a **** nose, just like Bobby Brown
Turn my whole gang into bosses, who gon' stop me now?
[Verse 1]
Who gon' stop me now?
They ain't want me, now I got it, yeah, I'm poppin' now
All this Amiri, and you know I got my rocket out
They know they ain't fuckin' with me, tell them to knock it out
Stacks on deck like Soulja, kiss me more like Doja
Roll shooters, no floaters
My neck icy like the polar
Pour fours in my soda, LV on my shoulder
D.O.B. my order
Yeah, she know I'm really for her
Big body Rover, I be wildin' out
When I'm up in the road, I be drippin' Amiri, you know I be coppin' out
And she told me she loved me, I do not believe her, I told her to stop it now
Yeah, I told her to stop it now
I just told her to stop it now
[Verse 2]
Can't let them take my soul, ride around big bankroll
Neck and my wrist on froze
See me on TV, know it look easy, I gotta keep my pole
All of the opps tryna R.I.P. me, they wanna see me fold
But we know them **** don't impress me, for real
PnB, they don't be steppin' for real
Last **** tried me, put him on the T, send that boy to heaven, for real
I can't be fuckin' with ****
These bitches they can't have my trust, learned my lesson, for real
I swear that shit get too messy, for real
I been just countin' my blessings, for real
[Chorus]
Yeah, trap goin' crazy, I done throwed off
Yeah, big body Benz, I done showed off
Fiends beatin' down the spotty, knockin' doors off
Lamborghinis and some lean, it was all a dream
Got these white girls on the game, ready to bust it down
Call OTT, tell 'em pull up, I'm on the side of town
One phone call, wipe a **** nose, just like Bobby Brown
Turn my whole gang into bosses, who gon' stop me now?
[Chorus]
Yeah, trap goin' crazy, I done throwed off
Yeah, big body Benz, I done showed off
Fiends beatin' down the spotty, knockin' doors off
Lamborghinis and some lean, it was all a dream
Got these white girls on the game, ready to bust it down
Call OTT, tell 'em pull up, I'm on the side of town
One phone call, wipe a **** nose, just like Bobby Brown
Turn my whole gang into bosses, who gon' stop me now?
[Outro]
When that money goes up, these hoes be so down
Almost died behind the whip, I had to slow down
Take a pic, post on IG, these hoes won't scroll down
My hardest choice is Rolls Royce or that Wraith
Bad bitch from Belize, she send me signs and we do dates
We don't trip on nothing, we treat Givenchy like it's Bape
Written by: Christian Ward, Darrian Jimenez, Fletcher Redd, Howard Irving, June James, Rakim Allen