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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Premo Rice
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Leon Dixon Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trashbagg Beatz
Producer
Calin Enache
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
(Trashbagg Beatz)
Ooh
Okay, okay
Okay, okay, yeah, ha
[Verse 1]
It's a cool twenty thousand on my wrist (Wrist)
I'm too legit to quit (I'm too le—), I'm too legit to simp (I'm too le—)
I'm too legit to, uh, too legit for sucker shit (I'm too le—)
That toolie on my hip (Yeah), I'm too legit to miss (I'm too le—)
I'll truly break a, uh, yeah (Woo)
I said I'll tru— I'll truly break a ho (Ho)
I'm takin' all the bets (Bets), so watch me snap and roll (Shit)
Shit, truly break your neck, so don't disrespect the dough, yeah (Don't disrespect, huh)
I'm good on Fillmore and on Figaro, hey (Figaro)
Like a GOAT (Like a), fuck it, like a pimp
Made a milli' off the flow (This off the flow)
Walkin' with a limp like I broke my pinky toe (My pinky toe, ayy)
Mackin' on a bitch, tell me, baby, what you know? (Oh, what you know?)
Make her strike a pose (Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh)
Girl, this your photo shoot (Yeah)
.45s dumpin' every time I'm in the booth (Hey)
This that fye, this shit make you get that fuckin' loot (That fuckin' loot)
You ain't that guy, skeetchies be like, "Who the fuck is you?" (You not that ****, bruh)
Like who the fuck? Who the fuck is this?
Thirty thousand shinin' on my fuckin' wrist
Yeah (Ooh)
[Chorus]
Bitch, I got that fye (Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that fye (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that
[Verse 2]
Brought that new bitch on a Thursday in the worst way
Jimmy Hench the way I murk shit with the hearse, ayy
**** say the rice, bro, must be an illusion
Or say I ain't pimp, that ain't hatin', that's just simple-ass confusion
Watch a P abuse somethin'
Jiggy on the beat, I'ma slide like it's Cool Runnings
Slidin' through the G like a **** ain't gon' do nothin'
Bitch, I'm heavyweight, talkin' heavy like a few tons
Heavy on a ho, ****, foot up on they neck (Yeah)
Heavy on the dough, watch me count up in a 'Vette (Yeah)
Heavy on the wrist, ****, watch me whip a ten (Yeah)
Heavy on a bitch, ****, she gon' make it spin (Huh)
She gon' make it spin, spin
Spin, ****, spin
Spin, ****, spin
Spin, ****, spin
Ooh
[Chorus]
Bitch, I got that fye (Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (Uh, uh, uh)
That fye (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
Got that fye (What? Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that fye (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that (Uh, uh, uh)
Bitch, I got that fye
Written by: Richard Leon Dixon Jr