Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tiffany Melissa Hichez
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
MathiasTyner
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Get the bread or don't eat
Get the bread
Can't say hi I gotta jet ( Jet Jet Jet)
Shoes came in I gotta flex (flex flex flex)
Weed so loud it's in my chest
Got the money and they hating on me cause they getting less
When I Jet I wear Nike checks (Jet Jet Jet)
When I move smoking up the tree coughing up a lung
Do a dance
Do a lil step (Step Step Step)
Light it up pass it to the left (left left left)
I got gas in the blunt
You the back I'm the front
Got the weed and it's lit
We outside lil bitch (oooo)
I don't play about the cash
He don't play about my ass
Smell like ganja when I pass
I'm still winning if I'm last
If you drama don't come up
Middle finger got it up
I'm so moody acting up
Hold the drama never that
If it come I got the bat
Imma get it like it's track
Got sweat dripping down my back
Overtime I can't relax
Money comin in the check
Been through shit I gotta flex
Getting money bigger checks
And they hating cause I'm next
(Oooo ooooo)
And they hating cause I'm blessed
(Ooo oooo)
Lil bag I paid the rent
Lil bag I paid the rent
Can't say hi I gotta jet ( Jet Jet Jet)
Shoes came in I gotta flex (flex flex flex)
Weed so loud it's in my chest
Got the money and they hating on me cause they getting less
Can't say hi I gotta jet ( Jet Jet Jet)
Shoes came in I gotta flex (flex flex flex)
Weed so loud it's in my chest
Got the money and they hating on me cause they getting less
Written by: Tiffany Melissa Hichez