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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trigga500k
Trigga500k
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shontavious Russel
Shontavious Russel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Swift 813
DJ Swift 813
Producer
Ivan Tucker
Ivan Tucker
Recording Engineer
Jakob Lawson
Jakob Lawson
Mixing Engineer
NDA
NDA
Mixing Engineer
Michael “Mikey” Murray
Recording Engineer
DJ Swift
DJ Swift
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
D-D-D-D-D-D-D Chase Whip on the tour
[Chorus]
Uh, money comin' in, dope goin' out
Been goin' hard for some years, I ain't never seen a drop
I ain't the type to ball hog, I'm tryna win for the team
Puttin' racks in the safe for my kids when I leave
Trappie on ship, bitch, I'm tryna win a ring
I got weed, crack, coke, pills, flock what you need
I got weed, crack, coke, pills, flock what you need
I got weed, crack, coke, pills, flock what you need
[Verse 1]
Uh, uh
They say them thangs fly south for the winter, they comin' to me
Pay attention and I might give you somethin' to see
I wear yellow, gold, Cuban, coulda went bust
I can't work no 9 to 5, in trappin', I trust
All hustle, real baggaz, don't believe in luck
I need M's a couple hundred thousand, that just ain't enough
To be a fuck ****, I'm not able
I did this shit all by myself, I ain't get no favor
Yeah, you tryna power up your life, you gotta get to it
It's too much money to be playin', you gotta get to it
Every day, I'm in the trap puttin' up profit
Know them **** hate to see this shit, but they can't stop it
[Verse 2]
Made my first 10K, I had to keep goin'
I took some L's along the way, but I had to keep goin'
When livin' righteous, it work in your favor
Know you might not have it now, but you might get it later
Yeah, the main goal is to get paper
If your trap swingin' keep the business good, you gotta pay the neighbor
Main goal is to get paper
If your trap swingin' keep the business good, you gotta pay the neighbor
[Chorus]
Uh, money comin' in, dope goin' out
Been goin' hard for some years, I ain't never seen a drop
I ain't the type to ball hog, I'm tryna win for the team
Puttin' racks in the safe for my kids when I leave
Trappie on ship, bitch, I'm tryna win a ring
I got weed, crack, coke, pills, flock what you need
I got weed, crack, coke, pills, flock what you need
I got weed, crack, coke, pills, flock what you need
[Outro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Written by: Shontavious Russel
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