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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cochise
Cochise
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Cox
Terrell Cox
Composer
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Composer
Sidney Collins
Sidney Collins
Composer
Herman Kiafuca
Herman Kiafuca
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cochise
Cochise
Recording Engineer
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Producer
Boytoy
Boytoy
Producer
Hermxn
Hermxn
Additional Producer
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Schwabe
Ryan Schwabe
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
And if you touch my money, you get tore up
I mix it with the water like a soda
I spent a half a racky on some loafers
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Mix the Hennessy with cocaine, undefeated
When these bitches seein' me, they turn anemic
If you're leavin' me on read, you get deleted
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He a lame, he be tryin'
She ask me what I'm doin', I'm just vibin'
She told me to pull up, she's so excited
Said she wanna bring her friend, but I don't mind it
Keep it gangsta, I just answer with some silence
Shawty crack a smile and tell me that she like it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a rich ****, so I had to—
I'm a rich ****, so I'm winnin'
[Chorus]
And if you touch my money, you get tore up
I mix it with the water like a soda
I spent a half a rackie on some loafers
Yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Pop outside (Pop outside)
Now I'm crazy (Now I'm crazy), now I'm crazy (Now I'm crazy)
This bitch crazy (This bitch crazy)
I'm too crazy (I'm too crazy)
Sing my praises (Sing my praises)
Feel amazing (Feel amazing)
[Chorus]
I can't feel my— (Uh, uh)
I can't feel my— (Uh, uh), I can't feel my— (Uh, uh)
I can't feel my face (Face), I can't tie my lace (Lace)
I can't find my pace (Pace), let me pop my—
Huh, let me pop my— (Uh)
[Verse 3]
Let me pop my shit (Shit), let me talk my shit (My shit)
Let me pop my wrist (My wrist), let me take that (Take that)
Huh, let me take that risk (Let me), let me bust my fist (Let me)
Let me take your— (Take your), let me take your bitch (Yeah, yeah, uh)
[Instrumental]
(Uh)
Yeah (Yeah), ooh (Ooh)
Yeah (Yeah), ooh (Ooh)
Yeah (Yeah), ooh (Ooh)
Yeah (Yeah), ooh
[Verse 4]
I got diamond and they're shining
They be swimmin', they be divin'
Feel like Gohan, I be vibin' (I be vibin')
At the beach house (At the beach house), on an island (On an island)
I'm like, "Why you tryna talk to me?" Told you, please, don't talk to me
Ain't no shit to figure out, this shit ain't astrology
Everything I said, I meant, I don't do apologies
Heard these boys ain't feelin' me, why they hate if—
[Chorus]
I can't feel my— (Uh, uh)
I can't feel my— (Uh), I can't feel my—
I can't feel my face (Face), I can't tie my lace (Lace)
I can't find my pace (Pace), let me pop my—
Huh, let me pop my—
Written by: Cade Phillip Blodgett, Herman Kiafuca, Sidney Collins, Terrell Cox
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