Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Martin McCurtis
Martin McCurtis
Songwriter:in
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Justin "Jusvibes" Gibson
Justin "Jusvibes" Gibson
Mischtechniker:in
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mischtechniker:in
Helluva
Helluva
Produzent:in

Songteksten

[Intro]
Mary wanna play around
I let her have her fun
Hahaha
Haha, mm (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Mm, mm, mm (Let's get it, yeah)
[Chorus]
These **** don't listen and I can't keep on tryna teach 'em (Just listen)
I'm polished 'cause I was a follower before a leader (I lead now)
It's easy to get this money, it's hard to keep it (That's the hard part)
You better not piss me off, I know the reaper (Better not)
And I keep sayin' car insurance gang
I should get bronem progressive chains
When it's smokin' with these **** hoes, they hit everything (Everything)
I was fucked up, goin' to Game Stop, sellin' games (Sellin' games)
Now I'm in that foreign, bangin' Rick James, Mary Jane, like (Ooh, ooh)
**** know what the fuck goin' on (Oh, they know)
Real ****, I ain't tellin' no lies (I ain't goin' lie to you)
'Member **** tried to lil' dog me (You remember?)
I'm big dog, now they all surprised (Bitch)
[Verse 1]
How you gon' be fake around the real like we won't notice it? (Can't do that)
Man, tell them boys that ain't no stack, if they can fold that shit (Put that up)
Poppin' out, I'm tellin' security, "Let me hold the stick" (Pass that)
All that bein' big shit look cool, but I'm gon' blow this bitch (Huh, huh)
I'm from where the lions play, if you slip, you know you blitzed (Detroit)
I don't try to hide the fact I'm married, I'll show a bitch (My ring, bitch)
I'm too loyal to be cheatin', I'll ho a bitch (I'm cool)
I don't give a fuck how good she look, I'll give bro the bitch (I'm cool)
You be with bums, gang, how you gon' get up?
Show me what you focused on, I show you where you gon' end up
I be thankin' God every day and that still ain't enough (Amen)
Nothing I can give granny to pay her back for all her love (I love you, granny)
It's easy to look weak when you strong
But it's hard in this deep to look strong when you weak (For real)
Been so hurt, it had me askin', "Why this shit happen to me?" (Why?)
Now I'm so blessed, it got me askin', "How this shit happen for me?" Ayy (Damn, how?)
This money turn you up, I promise, life gon' have a different view (Ooh)
We can turn you up, but if you fuck it up, bro, that's on you (On you)
I done seen a bitch turn down a **** that had on dirty shoes (I had)
I ain't seen a bitch turn down a **** with four million in jewels (Impossible)
Fuck bein' outside, I'm chillin' with my children (Chillin')
Arguin' with bae, but we gon' be back cool in five minutes (Now)
Take the good with the bad, say man, God did it
Already touched the seven, now I need like nine digits (I need)
[Chorus]
But these **** don't listen, I can't keep on tryna teach 'em (I can't)
I'm polished 'cause I was a follower before a leader (I lead **** now)
It's easy to get this money, it's hard to keep it (That's the hard part)
You better not piss me off, I know the reaper (Better not piss me off, I know the reaper)
And I keep sayin' car insurance gang
I should get bronem progressive chains
When it's smokin' with these **** hoes, they hit everything (They don't miss shit, ****)
I was fucked up, goin' to Game Stop, sellin' games (That's facts)
Now I'm in that foreign, bangin' Rick James, Mary Jane, like (Talk to 'em)
**** know what the fuck goin' on (Oh, they know)
Real ****, I ain't tellin' no lies (Uh-uh)
'Member **** tried to lil' dog me (Remember?)
I'm big dog, now they all surprised
[Outro]
Tried it, ****
**** tried it
You tried it, ****
You **** tried it
Bitch
Written by: Martin McCurtis, Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
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