Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Chauncey Gardner-Johnson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Zenen Flores
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I came a long way from dusty, Dior and Prada I try on
I used to ask for favors and now I'm the one they rely on
Came a long from Pell to Pella, to rocking these Prada shirts
Now they nylon
I'm the truth, not the one you can lie on
Stack this money this shit look like a pylon,
Woah, woah, woah
And then she come with all the pain and pleasure
Finally got all my shit together,
Stack a quarter million this year or better
Yeah, this is Glock on my hip, this not a Beretta
I got me a queen, they call her Coretta
Most of our opps, we done put on my stretchers
Why them lil' boys wanna test us
They know that we hit from the neck up
Riding around in a Bentley, can't catch us
Sip on yellow and I feel like a Laker
I'm dubbing these bitches, can't lay up
Hop up on the road, I wanna know is you gon' ride for sure
Perrier diamonds got you bustin', matching head to toe
Fucking in designer sheets, we riding stars up in the Rose
We fuck the paper up, we double back, we get it in the morning
Molly water got me in my feelings, body numb
Different feeling, hundred bands in the Goyard, bitch, we going dumb
Call me cannon with the sticks, I beat it, bust it with the drum
Shawty going crazy, fuck the feelings, yeah, we going dumb
I came a long way from dusty, Dior and Prada I try on
I used to ask for favors and now I'm the one they rely on
Came a long from Pell to Pella, to rocking these Prada shirts
Now they nylon
I'm the truth, not the one you can lie on
Stack this money this shit look like a pylon,
Woah, woah, woah
And then she come with all the pain and pleasure
Finally got all my shit together,
Stack a quarter million this year or better
Yeah, this is Glock on my hip, this not a Beretta
I got me a queen, they call her Coretta
Most of our opps, we done put on my stretchers
Why them lil' boys wanna test us
They know that we hit from the neck up
Riding around in a Bentley, can't catch us
Sip on yellow and I feel like a Laker
I'm dubbing these bitches, can't lay up
Written by: Chauncey Gardner-Johnson