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PERFORMING ARTISTS
TiaCorine
TiaCorine
Performer
Fizzle
Fizzle
Keyboards
JULiA LEWiS
JULiA LEWiS
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tia Thompson-Shults
Tia Thompson-Shults
Composer
Darryl Clemons
Darryl Clemons
Composer
Mathias Daniel Liyew
Mathias Daniel Liyew
Composer
Joshua David Goldenberg
Joshua David Goldenberg
Composer
Benjamin Falik
Benjamin Falik
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pooh Beatz
Pooh Beatz
Producer
Ambezza
Ambezza
Producer
Fizzle
Fizzle
Producer
JULiA LEWiS
JULiA LEWiS
Producer
Emmanuel Iledare
Emmanuel Iledare
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Huh, huh Yeah, uh Ok, ok, ok Huh, huh, huh (yeah) I'm racked up, ho, I'm stacked up, ok Bitch, you broke as hell you need to back up Listen, baby, if you got some money Goin' and act up, shawty, throw yo ass up We ballin', baby, niggas never past us I'm racked up (huh), ho, I'm stacked up, ok Bitch, you broke ass hell, you need to back up Listen, baby, if you got some money Goin' and act up, shawty, throw yo ass up We ballin', baby, niggas never past us (drop it) I said, "lemme take you home Play yo favorite song, dance you out yo thong" I'm trippin', baby (I'm tweakin') I said, "lemme put you on Way she put it on, different colored stones" I'm drippin', baby Yo I'm trippin' Ho, I'm different (ok) Pussy fuck nigga pay attention, yeah Peanut butter Porsche, get to spinnin', yeah Baby girl, get wit it Bitch, I'm in it Make you fuckin' wish you didn't Give me some inches, I give you the bidness We like some grannies, we comin' wit' switches We lightin' trees up and he thought it was Christmas Flavor of love and he think I'm delicious I'm pretty as fuck, but I come from the trenches I'm just one of them bitches you isn't You rockin' the benches, I'm makin' decisions Got some expenses, that's why I'm expensive (okay) I'm racked up (huh), ho, I'm stacked up, ok Bitch, you broke ass hell, you need to back up Listen, baby, if you got some money goin' and act up Shawty, throw yo ass up We ballin', baby, niggas never past us (drop it) I said, "lemme take you home Play yo favorite song, dance you out yo thong" I'm trippin', baby (I'm tweakin') I said, "lemme put you on Way she put it on, different colored stones" I'm drippin', baby (go) Oh, my God, we should use Louis Vuitton jacket This Prada is so fuckin' hard, I'm so broke I just need to be rich hoe nigga rich Oh my god, I'm finna throw up Look at how cool her outfit is or her fuckin' grills Fuckin' pig look
Writer(s): Josh David Goldenberg, Benjamin Falik, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Tia Corine Thompson-shults, Daryl Jr Clemons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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