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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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cowboyclicker
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kim Pi
Kim Pi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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samplescry
Producer

Lyrics

Bet
They just betting on me like a racehorse
I got hundred thousand on my new song
Take, take, take, take, take off
They just be ignoring me, fuck y'all
Money better hurry and come in soon
I'm just getting famous, where's the bag though
Back, back, back, back, back door
If it has no lock then what's the key for
It doesn't matter fuck
I feel sad right now
We lock eyes
I got sunglasses on
I'm all white
My skin is light as snow
Shit so fragile
We're just in styrofoam
Black magic
Cameras flashing
I'd run if I was you
It doesn't longer matter (So, so)
So tired of checking on my bank account
I just wanna buy shit, fuck the prices
Written by: Kim Pi
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