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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Donovan Wilson
Donovan Wilson
Begleitgesang
Don Wil
Don Wil
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Donovan Wilson
Donovan Wilson
Songwriter:in
Josiah Woods
Josiah Woods
Songwriter:in
Jerin Wilson
Jerin Wilson
Songwriter:in
Desi Sabellet
Desi Sabellet
Songwriter:in
Terell O'neal
Terell O'neal
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Terrificc
Terrificc
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Letras

Yea it’s T-Weezy
On that Rio flow
Back talkin hot shit
Give a fuck about a 304
I’m touchin all this bread and cheese like I’m at the grocery store
I got so many bitches I should get a trophy for it
I’m an entrepreneur
You **** unemployed
How you say you getting racks but you can not show it
Y’all **** really born lame and you can outgrow it
If I was you I’d be ashamed because you can’t ignore it
But that’s not important
Let’s get back to these racks
I be flexing stacks you get one glance and have a heart attack
I’m about to set this bitch off like where Cardi at?
Mixing weed with that Casa-mi that’s my party pack
I’m at the party with a pack of em
Smoking pacciao
Talking silly we gone pack you out
And the pack is loud
When i hit it it make crackin sounds
Floating in my ocean you gone know how the cracken sounds
Told a bad bitch to back me down
Dolla after Dolla gotta know how to stack these rounds
Imma pop my collar and my people gone hand me a crown
Listen when I’m talking you cannot understand me how
Ay I’m Live from the 818
Pulled up on the gang man I had to get that paper straight
It’s don Wil I’m get it how I need to get it
Like a sprite commercial imma jump out the speakers wit it
Imma make 500 bands **** cuz I want to
I can make a bad chicken splash we at Nobu
Always keep a couple chickens wit me like some soul food
Pulled up in that hot, **** always hatin cuz you **** aint got shit
I can hit the function , PureBread on the jacket
Young **** learning game from the **** who’s cappin
Learn to make the money work we chasing the cheese
I just leveled up the game ****, playstation 3
I can make her body rock I’m gripping on her jeans
Booty so big I had to put her on the team
What u mean, shades on in the club told you baby imma fiend
We been getting money so the ladies tryna squeeze
You know what it is When I get on the stream
Ima have to Cruz on this bitch like penelope
Around killers but never caught me a felony
Flow so deadly you can hear in my melody’s
Sound so sick, never found me a remedy
If you ain’t gang then you known as the enemy
Carrots on my neck but them boys eatin celery
Gordan Ramsey when I cook, yea I got the recipe
Shawty on that ducee she tired of that Hennessy
She say she luv the way I smell then undressin me
Take you to school if you come round testin me
Tropical views served grapes that’s what meant for me
Money on my mind like I need it all the time
Written by: Desi Sabellet, Donovan Wilson, Jerin Wilson, Josiah Woods, Terell O'neal
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