Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
LOGAN CARRILLO
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Mosiah Charles Ijah
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Lyrics
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Yea yea yea, god bless it, yea yea
Mosy, ooo, yea yea, Tribe
Too much Damb cake and it aint ya birthday
Woke up like dis you slay on ya worst day
You gone hit me up need it in the worst way
Never need a **** no you'll never see the day
Ima get the bag even on my worst day
Running up them racks need it in the worst way
Running up them racks need it in the worst way
Out chea livin like a bachelor
Too much cake baby back it up
You gone make these ones up
Say you get money but how Sway
Tell em put the money where they mouth is
Put a preroll where my mouth is
Flip the pack and then I’m flipping houses
We gone bring the chill to yo houses
Got an attitude like she actin up
We just run through em then we pass it up
You know how I like it face down n up
Too much Damb cake and it aint ya birthday
Woke up like dis you slay on ya worst day
You gone hit me up need it in the worst way
Never need a **** no you'll never see the day
Ima get the bag even on my worst day
Running up them racks need it in the worst way
Running up them racks need it in the worst way
Started from the bottom, going hard just to get it
About to mark a hundred billion off of my checklist
Ima genius getting money I'm progressive
Only goddesses I'm so selective
Heaven on earth my projection a blessing
Money make me come, I'm in her direction
No pain no gain no exception
They wanna test then I will teach them a lesson
Chill out the roof you can't predict my moves
Please don't play games because you might loose
I want it so I get it I've paid all of my dues
I'm on another level I have nothing to prove
Too much Damb cake and it aint ya birthday
Woke up like dis you slay on ya worst day
You gone hit me up need it in the worst way
Never need a **** no you'll never see the day
Ima get the bag even on my worst day
Running up them racks need it in the worst way
Running up them racks need it in the worst way
Thumbing through a hundred racks and that's on my worst day
I been meditating on it and I know its working
By the look on they face, see the hater lurking
We just stepped up in here, but she been twerking
Hands on ya knees baby fuck it up
Times like dis you don’t pass it up
I just hit my plug they pulled up and showed me love
Double up my funds boy I gotta run it up
Chillin with the Tribe boy you know we goin up
Too much Hennessy got these bitches throwing up
Hop inside my spaceship to the moon we goin up
Top floor condo girl we all the way up
Written by: LOGAN CARRILLO, Mosiah Charles Ijah
