Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sydney Nicholas Esechie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Racerr
Mixing Engineer
noevdv
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah
Whoa
Yeah
Whoa (starrow members are crashing the party)
Ok
Yuh
Ok
Said you cold, put my Moncler on (ooo)
Diamonds dancing, girl don't stare too long (whoa)
She want Prada and Louie Vuitton (yeah)
She gon have to come out of her thong (yeah)
She ain't never sit in no car like this, asking "what button to push?" (zoom)
Little bro think he safe and shit, watch how that boy get smushed (bleh)
I don't really trip about price and shit, I got hella bucks (bucks)
I don't really trip about hoes and shit, I got way too much (much)
She say I'm a lie (what)
H-How is that? I got trueies on
M-Make that ass clap, like that vulture song (yeah)
Dressed in all black, like I'm Thomas son (Bruce Wayne) (go go)
Hop in that red eye (zoom)
Look at my red eyes (yeah)
I'm smoking on dead guys (yeah)
I'm counting up dead guys (yeah)
I'm toting the big fye (yeah)
(Whoa) I-I'm toting the big fye (yeah)
Stuck it in now she creaming on me (whoa)
L-Later on she asking "what are we?" (Ha)
Stupid bitch you mean nothing to me hm (no)
Ain't my twin already go and beat ya? (Autumar)
Said you cold, put my Moncler on (ooo)
D-Diamonds dancing, girl don't stare too long (whoa)
She want Prada and Louie Vuitton (yeah)
She gon have to come out of her thong (whoa)
She ain't never sit in no car like this, asking "what button to push?" (zoom)
Little bro think he safe and shit, watch how that boy get smushed (woo)
I don't really trip about price and shit, I got hella bucks (whoa)
I don't really trip about hoes and shit, I got way too much
Yeah
Whoa
Yeah
Whoa
Ok
Yuh
Ok
Writer(s): Sydney Esechie
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