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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Composer
Tariq Sharrieff
Composer
Mark Williams
Composer
Raul Cubina
Composer
Phillip Andre Mueller
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BL$$D
Producer
Ojivolta
Producer
DJH
Producer
Marcus Fritz
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Made a lot of paper, I might just spin up on your payday
Pull up on your partner, yeah, we put some on his forehead
I just laid a **** down, we sprayed his house, his door red
All red flag, red flag, ****, code red
You pull up with that Hi-Point, we leave it on your forehead
That 7.62 gon' leave your motherfuckin' door red
Shut the door, baby, throw that chopper, yeah, throw it (Brrat)
Homixide Gang, we smoke the big blunts, we blow it (Brrat, brrat, brrat)
I might fuck a pop bitch and pass her to the brodie (Brodie)
I been on 'em drugs all night, lean got me bloated (Bloated)
I just popped an E pill, yeah, just to keep me goin' (Goin')
Money on top of bitches, yeah, money on top of money (On top of, hold up)
Money on top of bitches, yeah, money on top of money (On top of, hold up)
I just poured the ice cup out and poured some mud in (Pour out, pour)
I just fucked a thot bitch and passed her to my buddy (To my buddy)
I been rollin' on ecstasy, I feel it in the morning (Uh)
**** can't even talk to me, my young **** extorted ('Torted)
Molly, sex, and ecstasy, I turned up just like Lohan (Hahahahaha)
[Outro]
See, this gon' feel like the end of the world to a lot of you fuck-****
To my day one's, it's a new beginning
You know what that shit mean, right?
Renegade
The 5
Out
Written by: Jordan Carter, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Philip Andre Mueller, Tariq Sharrieff