Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
John Phelps
Songwriter:in
Lawrence Orsini
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
My diamonds hittin' high notes, been fly since my arrival
Cartier came with receipts, I put that on my Bible
Pull up with knives and rifles, lions and tigers, I know
Grillin' my dental shinin, my smile is unrivaled
Sold dubs and counted profits, I made it and I lost it
When I was broke, they passed on me, now passively they want it
Bag talk, cash guap, strictly I am fluent
Hit once and she hooked on me, I am the influence
Kick up with my feet up, I got stripes like my Adidas
My attire flyer than prior, that means I made my re-up
They see the kid is shining, I been grinding for a minute
I'm in hiding, so the spaceship I pull up in must be tinted
And it goes
Money dance I hit my pose
And it goes
Out my way, I'm out control
And it goes
Money dance I hit my pose
And it goes
Out my way, I'm out control
And my system kickin' like a newborn
I can't be caught dead in shit that you worn
New money in my pocket, you see blue more
Roof goin' missing on that two-door
From the bottom, but I like the penthouse view more
They ain't sleepin' on you, you just gotta do more
Numbers on the board, it's a new score
Woodgrain like the whip I'm in came with floorboards
Slow motion changing lanes in my new toy
Gas pack loud smellin' like a zoo, boy
Unorthodox, surely he a different breed
2G in that drop, flyer than a parakeet
Now that I got it my crib need some new floors
Varvetos on my heels, that's some shoe porn
If she ain't fuckin, what she comin' through for?
Call up my other shorty, cause I got two more
And it goes
Money dance I hit my pose
And it goes
Out my way, I'm out control
And it goes
Money dance I hit my pose
And it goes
Out my way, I'm out control
Writer(s): John Phelps, Lawrence Orsini Jr
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