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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destroy Lonely
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Sandimanie
Lyrics
Kenneth Pannu
Composer
Jonah Abraham
Composer
Michael Mule
Composer
Ademofe Abiodun
Composer
Amon Hill
Composer
Jalan Lowe
Composer
Isaac De Boni
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil 88
Producer
KP
Producer
FNZ
Producer
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Mixing Engineer
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer
Jonah Abraham
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Two hundred around my neck
I got a Cadillac sittin' on my chest
I got diamonds all in the bed
She rockin' my chains, she givin' me head
Stand all day, they on set
For a ride, I'll probably be dead
I got a vibe, she way too fine
She mine, she way, way overprotective
I don't sip lines, got pints on pints
This drank keep coming in handy
I ain't worry about it, she fine enough, I pay for all of her rent
I ain't worry about it, I told my ****, I got it, they got this shit
[Verse 2]
Jump in the trap, I was lost
Jumped out the trap and I turned to a boss
Her pussy just stepped on Voss
I think I might carry this bitch, not toss
Ice, froze myself, I still got diamonds sittin' in the cough
Kill sittin' my lungs, I'm pouring up wok, ain't doing no coffee
Off a pill and she going dumb, she poppin' that pussy, she makin' it walk
I can feel this shit in my guts, I'm off a G6 and I can't even talk
Lately I've been on one but right now I'm off one
Tried to make her my home girl but she got me on a poster
I've been livin' a rockstar life and poppin' my shit like I'm 'posed to
I put it in sport mode ride and put the Maybach off the shoulder
I got dirty money that need to be washed, it's spillin' in all my sodas
Baby money gon' catch my opp, don't care 'bout these ****, don't know them
Baby money been countin' up guap, gon' blow it in they face, go throw some
Baby money, just pop me a thot then threw her away, don't know her
Baby money a stand up guy, make these pussy **** sit down
Baby money been puttin' on his whole damn team right now
Baby money pop
[Chorus]
Two hundred around my neck
I got a Cadillac sittin' on my chest
I got diamonds all in the bed
She rockin' my chains, she givin' me head
Stand all day, they on set
For a ride, I'll probably be dead
I got a vibe, she way too fine
She mine, she way, way overprotective
I don't sip lines, got pints on pints
This drank keep coming in handy
I ain't worry about it, she fine enough, I pay for all of her rent
I ain't worry about it, I told my ****, I got it, they got this shit
Written by: Ademofe Abiodun, Amon Hill, Bobby Sandimanie, Isaac De Boni, Jalan Lowe, Jonah Abraham, Kenneth Pannu, Michael Mule