Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chrispy
Songwriter
Lyrics
I done had alot shit on my chest, alotta pain alotta stress
God was just putting me to the test and I got through it nonetheless
I done had alotta shit all up on my plate
Making sure this tape is worth the wait
Niggas bitches so you know that they gon hate
But Dinero just hit 14k
I get to the money, I get to the gwizzop
Niggas be hating and shit need to stizzop
Chrispy going viral while niggas shit still flop
Need to stop rapping make your way over to Pop
And I am not dissin
Send shots but they missin
They never hit Christian
They plottin and wishin
Make money the mission
They hate but still listen
I swear they loving my hooks like I'm fishing
(Aye Aye Yuh!)
I just finesse on yo bitch
(Yuh!)
I'm having fun with this shit
(Yuh!)
Niggas knowing that I'm Chrisp
(Yuh!)
Niggas knowing I'm the shit
Never ever trust a bitch and never ever trust a hoe
They say they don't like me but stealing my flow?
Niggas bitches all lambs knowin I'm the goat
Let's go
(Aye Aye)
(Yea)
(Chrispy!)
Writer(s): Chrispy
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