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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Millyz
Vocals
Ot7 Quanny
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaquan Borneo
Songwriter
Myles Lockwood
Lyrics
Lyrics
[Intro]
Damn, Cheme, how you do that?
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I spent fifty-thou' on clothes and that's just in a light month
I fucked fifty-thousand hoes and I ain't even wife one
Can't put a switchy on that shit 'cause you don't got the right gun
Lil' blood stain on these kicks, look like Supreme White 1's
You talkin' crazy off that nose candy? We gon' wipe one
I pour this Wock' in first class and sleep until the flight's done
I don't even want that bitch, I want the short, dyke one
Ran up a quarter in, like, ninety days, yeah, that's a nice run, yeah
I put diamonds on my hoes, I like all my bitches lit
Lil' broski off the meds, everybody gettin' hit
Bustin' down a brick of f—, everybody gettin' rich
She keep blowin' up my line, someone tell him get his bitch
You ain't really in this mob, you ain't get your finger pricked
How you know them Percs is real? You ain't even see the 'script
I ain't been to sleep in weeks, I'ma probably need some Tris
I'ma probably need some Wock', bitch, I'ma probably need some top
My shooter like John Cena, he be out here slammin' shit
Everybody say they want that smoke till it get cancerous
Drippin' on the daily, fire on me like a candlewick
Your man would probably be alive if y'all was never ambushin'
[Verse 2]
Real chicken chaser, bad bitch taker
They call me Sosa Baby and my neck and wrist is blinging
They know I'm good at balling, pull up, Forgiatos crawling
Shut the fuck up, I hate when broke **** talkin'
Dippin' through my city, five-hundred thou' in all fifties
Young, rich-ass **** pull up in that foreign, tripping
And I came from the dirt, my favorite day the first
They taught me how to run that dog shit up, that's what I learned
****, I was in the trap when Sidekicks was hot
And when I die, I wish they could bury me with my fuckin' pot
Yeah, I'm makin' so much cash, they think I'm makin' cash
They think I'm makin' cash
I bought two Maybachs back to back, shit, I've been spankin' ass
Shit, I've been spankin' ass
I had to go get me some racks when mommy threw me out
Mommy threw me out
I woke up to some new money, yeah, like my tooth was out
Just like my tooth was out
And Quanny with no money, that's like Kobe with no rings
I made an oath that I won't lack 'cause I see shooters bleed
I wake up, look in the mirror, and I see dollar signs
Free the savages, keep the rats in there until they die
If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky
If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky
If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky
If you a rich ****, hold your wrist up in the sky
[Outro]
I spent fifty-thou' on clothes and that's just in a light month
I fucked fifty-thousand hoes and I ain't even wife one
Ran up a quarter in like ninety days, yeah, that's a nice run
Written by: Jaquan Borneo, Myles Lockwood