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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Young Thug
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter:in
London Holmes
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Miles Walker
Mischtechniker:in
London On Da Track
Produzent:in
John Horesco IV
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Songteksten
[Intro]
I can see that bullshit from a mile away (See it)
You can stack my money 'bout a mile away (Stack it)
I got three white bitches like it's powder day (White)
Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar-Pei
And all of my bitches sexy, call 'em Barbies (Sexy)
She lookin' back like I'm flexin' baby, no way (Nuh-uh)
And lately, I been on that D'usse, yee (We got London on da track)
[Chorus]
Got me a check, I got a check
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, money on my mind, I got money on my brain, peace (Baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Money in my pants, I got money, I call change (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Twenty, fifty, hundred, five hundred millions made (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks)
Big hundred Thugger, screamin', "Free that Gucci Mane" (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, aye)
[Verse 1]
If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
I talk like I want and she don't say nothin' back
If cops pull up I put that crack in my crack or I put that brack in my brack
Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
If you don't owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me
I promise I won't ever quit, bitch, I'm Kobe
And I whip that white, you can snow me
[Verse 2]
Stoner Young Thugger, I whip it that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger
Yeah, she stuntin' like butter, the bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
Leave it to Beaver, I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
Yeah, they all wanna greet him, they pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him
No, they won't tease on that dick, they won't read on that dick, they won't leash on that dick
No Felicia that dick, Mamacita that dick, they gon' snitch on that dick
And she screamin' loud, she can't secret that dick
Mama a beast on that dick, if she bad, I'ma gon' and Four Season that bitch
Eat that lil' bitch, I'ma feast that lil' bitch (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, money on my mind, I got money on my brain (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Money in my pants, I got money, I call change (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks)
Twenty, fifty, hundred, five, all the millions made (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks, yeah)
Big hundred Thugger, screamin', "Free that Gucci Mane" (Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, aye)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'm a Migo, I play with kilo (Yeah, yeah)
When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
All of my ****, they hard, call 'em beetles
**** was fake, so I kept me a Ruger in Regals (Bow)
Droppin' the top on the Bentley, I'm with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle
Geeked out my mind, man, I'm trippin' out, I don't know none of these people (Sheesh)
Make my little shawty go get me a four and bring back me a liter (Liter)
Yes, I got threats, I'm not worried 'bout that
They know they can get wet and I swear I done
[Chorus]
Got me a check, I got a check (Aye)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I'm like baby, baby, baby, I need rings
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, aye (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
We got London on da Track
Written by: Jeffery Lamar Williams, London Tyler Holmes, Arsenio Umberto Archer