Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
SOB X RBE
Künstler:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Cal-A
Produzent:in
Lev Berlak
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Baby come and catch these vibes
VVS diamonds, I'll turn a bitch blind
I'm a real ****, baby, you ain't gotta lie
Yeah, I'm in yo' city but it's only for the night
Bring that ass here baby, slide
Uh, I be in the clouds, I be high
If you catch me in the foreign, then it's mine
Can't please everybody that I love, but I try
[Verse 2]
I, I be OT for that check
I, I was down, now a **** blessed
I, I been with yo bitch gettin' neck
I, I leave a sucka **** stretched
My, my diamonds drippin', yeah, they wet
Gang, yeah, these my **** till the death
Chain, worth about ten, nothin' less
762 rippin' through a **** vest, bitch
[Verse 3]
I got diamonds on my neck
I been OT, I been runnin' up a check
Let a **** try me, sending shots out this TEC
Me and Lil Sheik clutchin' thirty in them jets
You know it ain't nothin' but a bag thang
If your main **** broke, that's a bad day
**** hatin' on the gang, that's a damn shame
I just want the money, ****, fuck fame
[Verse 4]
I, I been runnin' up a bag
I, I keep a Glock 30 in the stash
I can't date bitches with no class
I can't date a bitch with no ass
You know I'm with the shit, ain't gotta ask it
I leave a fuck **** in a casket
You know I keep then bands in the mattress
You know we with that smoke, it get tragic
[Verse 5]
I, I be OT for that check
I, I was down, now a **** blessed
I, I been with yo bitch gettin' neck
I, I leave a sucka **** stretched
My, my diamonds dripping, yeah, they wet
Gang, yeah, these my **** till the death
Chain, worth about ten, nothin' less
762 rippin' through a **** vest, bitch
Written by: Issac Ryan Brown, Kenneth Edward Pratt