Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Skilla Baby
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Trevon Gardner
Songwriter:in
Joshua White
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mia JayC
Produzent:in
Chris Smith
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mischtechniker:in
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Letras
(I hear you, JAY C)
Huh
(MIA JAY C) ayy
Huh (nah, for real)
Crack Music 3, I'm on that shit (I'm on that shit)
****, we was gettin' bricks when DBC was on attempt
This shit fire, you can die if residue get on yo' lips (huh)
I gotta pocket full of slips, I mean a pocket full of Crip (pocket full of Crip)
Be careful what you say, I be done shot you in yo' shit
I tried to pop him in his shit, but he ain't die, it was attempt (was attempt)
They sayin' I'm too famous to be ridin' with my blick
Before I let one of these **** take my life, I'd rather sick
I break all the rules (rules), Patek with the moon (huh)
My names in the rooms with execs, I'm a goon (I'm a goon)
When I touch down, Skilla gotta check in with who? (With who?)
For the blue check, it get a **** checked out the blue
**** keep speakin' on my name, what you expect me to do? (What you expect me to do?)
Got a treacherous crew, they like to step like a shoe (huh)
For that chicken, I'll get a **** stretched in a coupe
For that broccoli, I'll turn you to a vegetable too, hah
I'll get a **** stretched for a check, huh
I'll make a **** check for a check, yeah
Stayed down and got blessed with a check, huh
I used to have to finesse for a check, yeah
My young **** go on hits for a check, huh
It ain't shit for me to get me a check, yeah
E'ry day, I'm tryna get me a check, yeah
I just want me a bitch with a check, yeah
Huh, a **** tried to troll me and got hit in his head
Now that **** really can't say shit 'cause he dead
That's what he get, got his stupid ass blitzed, all that playin'
On the 'Gram, tryna show a broke bitch he the man
Still havin' nightmares of **** poppin' me
I bought ten new houses, that's my version of a shoppin' spree
I been buyin' property, I grew up playin' Monopoly
These **** tough to y'all and not to me, I chose not to beef
Huh, these **** tapped out the beef
I got rich off rap, the only reason I got out the street
Hah, ten thousand ain't lot to me
Them crackers put a hunnid thousand in my bank account a week, hah
I'll get a **** stretched for a check, huh
I'll make a **** check for a check, yeah
Stayed down and got blessed with a check, huh
I used to have to finesse for a check, yeah
My young **** go on hits for a check, huh
It ain't shit for me to get me a check, yeah
E'ry day, I'm tryna get me a check, yeah
I just want me a bitch with a check, yeah
Written by: Joshua White, Trevon Gardner