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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ABGR Lil Cory
Vocals
Wizz Havinn
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jecorion Hollingsworth
Songwriter
Tareek Williams
Songwriter
Hunter Brown
Songwriter
Brad Malcolm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Akachi
Producer
Bheavy
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Uh, let's go
Box Chevy runnin', same color a tangerine (Yeah)
Ayy
[Chorus]
Box Chevy runnin', same color a tangerine (Yeah)
I get paid for talkin' shit, I spent thirty on my teeth, yeah
'Member hoes ain't want me, now they wanna get in with me
I'm the shit and I know it, I feel like Dlow, I'm the biggest, baby
Cuban on my neck, diamonds on my wrist look like a waterpark
**** think they fuckin' with me (****), better go and pat your pockets
I'll break that shit out, ****, you know that I'm quick to pop it
Fifty racks, all blues, this shit look light, but, ****, it's heavy, yeah
[Verse 1]
Treat these hoes like options, ain't no feelings, we just fuckin' (Yeah)
All my spots do numbers, all my traphouses, they be bunkin' (Yeah)
Runnin' up this money, ****, I'ma keep on thumbin' (Yeah)
The real one what I'm smokin' on, you smell me 'fore you see me
I just threw me back an Addy, got me focused, in that mode
I'm gettin' paid, I ain't worried 'bout no motherfuckin' ho
Come through stuntin' on a bitch, every time I pop out, it's a show (Yeah)
Dope boy, fresh as fuck, Amiri head to toe (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Box Chevy runnin', same color a tangerine (Yeah)
I get paid for talkin' shit, I spent thirty on my teeth, yeah
'Member hoes ain't want me, now they wanna get in with me
I'm the shit and I know it, I feel like Dlow, I'm the biggest, baby
Cuban on my neck, diamonds on my wrist look like a waterpark
**** think they fuckin' with me (****), better go and pat your pockets
I'll break that shit out, ****, you know that I'm quick to pop it
Fifty racks, all blues, this shit look light, but, ****, it's heavy, yeah (Yeah, ****, ****, uh)
[Verse 2]
Bust a bankroll out the rubber band, I'm quick to pop it, **** (I'm quick to pop it, ****)
All my shit on freeze, wrist and neckpiece, it's on hockey, **** (Ice, ice)
Youngin from 'round the way, been havin' sacks, the trendin' topic, **** (Trendin' topic)
Whole team got pape', you can't relate, you need to stop it, **** (You need to stop it, ****)
Dope boy, fresher than a bitch, I come out LV down (I come out LV down)
Rap shit cool, I love the trap, it never let me down (It never let me down)
I don't want that bitch for the pussy, help me sell these pounds (Help me sell these P's)
Run my money up, now it ain't shit that you can tell me now (I'm havin' it, ****)
[Chorus]
Box Chevy runnin', same color a tangerine (Yeah)
I get paid for talkin' shit, I spent thirty on my teeth, yeah (Yeah, yeah, ****, uh)
'Member hoes ain't want me, now they wanna get in with me
I'm the shit and I know it, I feel like Dlow, I'm the biggest, baby
Cuban on my neck, diamonds on my wrist look like a waterpark
**** think they fuckin' with me (****), better go and pat your pockets
I'll break that shit out, ****, you know that I'm quick to pop it
Fifty racks, all blues, this shit look light, but, ****, it's heavy, yeah
Written by: Brad Malcolm, Hunter Brown, Jecorion Hollingsworth, Tareek Williams