Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Squarebizznes Cliff
Squarebizznes Cliff
Performer
The Kid Bootz
The Kid Bootz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CLIFFORD MCCONLEY
CLIFFORD MCCONLEY
Songwriter
Marques Neely
Marques Neely
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Delon Tynes
Delon Tynes
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Momma didn't raise no fool Squarebizznes Cliff Skip the steps yeaahhh Y'all know what the fuck it is They know what it is Kid Bootz and Squarebizznes We in here I could've bought me a Wraith I put them racks in a safe I know these niggas gone hate I keep 'em outta my face Young nigga just trying to have something When I was broke I ain't have nothing Ran up a check now the trap jumping Big thooka on deck i'ma smoke something I could've bought me a Wraith I put them racks in a safe I know these niggas gone hate I keep 'em outta my face Young nigga just trying to have something When I was broke I ain't have nothing Ran up a check now the trap jumping Big thooka on deck i'ma smoke something The Kid Bootz Could've bought the new whip and said out with the old Young hot boy I was out in the cold Put a seed in the spot on the block if it grows We gone be on the top of the shops and the sto's So now I just plot on my options and goals I only want the gwap but it's obstacles though I can see it but you can't like yo opticals gone You should have seen it from afar like binoculars homes I'm trying to get a safe plus some stocks and some homes For the whole team I will not be alone We all trying to eat and if you hating on me When it comes to the feast we will not leave a crumb Not be a bum do my thang just to run it up If you ain't lookin for the change you ain't one of us Only thanking bout the gwap cause i done been without And i'm only just trying to see what the money does I could've bought me a Wraith I put them racks in a safe I know these niggas gone hate I keep 'em outta my face Young nigga just trying to have something When I was broke I ain't have nothing Ran up a check now the trap jumping Big thooka on deck i'ma smoke something I could've bought me a Wraith I put them racks in a safe I know these niggas gone hate I keep 'em outta my face Young nigga just trying to have something When I was broke I ain't have nothing Ran up a check now the trap jumping Big thooka on deck i'ma smoke something Squarebizznes Cliff I fuck with them them bitches that get the money They be flexing and they thumbing hundreds Blow a check my bitch keep it coming If they talking money im'a come a running If you broke you's a fucking dummy Got the game wrapped like a mummy Everything stiff we gone keep it 100 I'm having everything I wanted Real bitches can't get enough of me Fake hoes they can't get no love from me My bitches is rolling up nothing but gas Please put away all that huckabee I'm really on shine like a flashlight Young nigga trying to get the bag right Could have bought me a Wraith off the trap sight Try to play with my funds then it's night night I could've bought me a Wraith I put them racks in a safe I know these niggas gone hate I keep 'em outta my face Young nigga just trying to have something When I was broke I ain't have nothing Ran up a check now the trap jumping Big thooka on deck i'ma smoke something I could've bought me a Wraith I put them racks in a safe I know these niggas gone hate I keep 'em outta my face Young nigga just trying to have something When I was broke I ain't have nothing Ran up a check now the trap jumping Big thooka on deck i'ma smoke something
Writer(s): Kevin Hilliman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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